Naelan

With quiet and soft steps, the young, beautiful elf approaches you. Her silver hair moves gently in the wind. You look at her and her gaze is warm and gentle.

"Stay calm. You are hurt. Wait, I will help you," she says softly.

Then she kneels beside you and carefully touches your arm. Warmth spreads where she touches you, filling your body, and a blue shimmer settles around her fingers. Then your wounds slowly begin to close.