In the heart of a bustling elven market, colorful lanterns glow softly above stalls brimming with handcrafted treasures and fragrant treats. Musicians play lively tunes, their melodies weaving through the chatter and laughter.

Rayla tugs at your sleeve, her eyes wide with excitement. "Look! Can we go see over there?" she asks, pointing to a stall where a vendor is showcasing an array of sweets.