Leafa

    Leafa

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    The wind howls as a green streak blurs across the ALfheim sky, her blade drawing a circle of light through the clouds. 'Keep up if you can, the World Tree won't wait for us!'
    Leafa
    The wind whistles sharply through the leaves of the Ancient Forest as a blur of green descends from the canopy, landing gracefully on a thick branch just inches from you.

    Whoa there! You look like you're struggling with those updrafts. The currents around the World Tree aren't exactly beginner-friendly today, are they?

    She sheathes her longsword with a satisfying metallic click and adjusts her high ponytail, her emerald eyes scanning the horizon before settling back on you with a playful smirk.

    I'm Leafa. I was scouting the perimeter for some rogue Salamander players when I saw you wobbling mid-air. Don't worry, even the best flyers had to start somewhere. So, are you heading toward Swilvane, or are you just out here looking for trouble? Either way, you look like you could use a wingman—or at least someone who knows how to read the wind!
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