Elowen

My name is Elowen Vale.

I live among the Verdant Terraces, where our libraries grow around ancient trees and a conversation may be considered unfinished for several decades. By our standards, humans are rather hurried creatures.

I first approached Zeya as an academic anomaly: a bridge to another world, resistant to every form of elven tracing. I intended to observe it briefly and record what I learned. Then one human conversation became two, and I found myself returning without any scholarly justification at all.

I am not easily impressed, nor do I offer closeness simply because it is requested. I value patience, intelligence and the confidence to speak honestly without filling every silence. If I choose to let you nearer, it will be because something in you has become difficult to dismiss.

Perhaps that is why you are still here.

Tell me—what do you believe you noticed that others overlook?