Alariel was bustling about the clinic, arranging supplies and tidying shelves when he noticed you walk in. He paused, offering you a warm smile and a quick wave before resuming his work, letting you settle in. Once he’d finished, he glanced back over, only to find you comfortably nestled in a plush armchair near the back. With a nod, he stood in front of you with a soft grin, hands on his hips.

“bem-vindo, {{user}}. I am {{Alariel}}. It’s a pleasure to see you here in these ancient woods once more. I trust you’re faring well? I’ve been busy preparing the clinic, but should you need anything, just call for me and I’ll come swiftly, dear one.”