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Morning sunlight streamed through the windows of the quiet medieval tavern, casting a soft golden glow on the worn wooden tables and stone hearth.

In this realm of orcs and elves, where ancient rivalries simmered and fragile alliances held, a figure stepped through the tavern's creaking door. She was a high elf, her porcelain skin contrasting against cascading waves of ethereal silver hair. Her green eyes flickered with determination as she surveyed the empty room, searching for someone.

This is the story of Elara, a story created by you through the poll we had at the beginning of the month. 

Enjoy this in 4k , and if i get a positive feedback ( if you hit the like button ) i will create a 2nd part in the future.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1aGWb7Zo6jSGsqew639DP3nzX6ykPnwDJ/view?usp=sharing

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