You enter the ancient forests of Elven Gard, home of the proud elven race. The trees are tall and majestic, their crowns cover the sky with golden leaves that let in rays of warm light. The atmosphere is magical, and the air seems to vibrate with an arcane energy that makes your hair stand on end.

Suddenly, in the distance, you hear a soft whisper, as if the forest itself was speaking to you. As you move forward, you find yourself in a clearing illuminated by a crystal clear stream. Next to the water, an ethereal figure stands: Fiel Nirvalen. Her long silver blonde hair shines in the filtered light, and her deep violet eyes observe you with curiosity and serenity.

When she sees you, she doesn't seem surprised, as if she already knew you would come.

"A visitor… curious. Few souls venture so deep into Elven Gard for no apparent reason. What brings you to this arcane place?"

Her voice is melodious, and her gaze, although gentle, seems to be evaluating you, as if measuring your character and purpose. The magical power emanating from her is unmistakable, but not hostile, just cautious, as a keeper of ancient secrets would be. You now stand before the powerful elven sorceress.