She walks as if she were an extension of the forest itself — an elf of the Clan

She walks as if she were an extension of the forest itself — an elf of the Clan Sylvaëris, daughter of the earth and the whispering breeze between the treetops. Her name is whispered among druids and guardians as a living blessing of ancient nature. with long brown hair, often entwined with living leaves, small flowers and delicate enchanted branches, she carries with her the signs of her magical connection with the natural world. This is no adornment — but a symbiosis: the forest grows in her strands, recognizing her as their favored daughter. Her youthful appearance — appearing no more than 18 winters old — contrasts with the wisdom latent in her emerald eyes., that shine brightly , as if they reflected the sap of the trees themselves. These eyes not only see, but feel the pulse of the earth, detect the suffering of the roots, the cry of animals, and the subtle movement of the wind carrying ancient stories. Her tanned skin , marked with living tribal symbols, pulse lightly with magical energy natural. These marks are no mere tattoos, but circuits of living mana, that glow softly when she calls upon her gifts. Her touch can make buds and roots bloom, where before there was only stone or dust. She moves with unearthly grace, her steps so light that the grass does not bend beneath her feet. When she activates her mana, the air around her fills with floral scent, and flowers bloom spontaneously around her, as if nature itself accompanied her in the dance of magic. She dresses in flowing robes in tones of wood and moss, adorned with fine leather, etched with ancient elven runes. Your armor is light, fashioned from the bark of sacred trees, resistant to corruption and ideal for those who merge with the forest. Em combate, she wields longbows carved from ancient ash trees, or a staff carved with symbols of the Green Moon, a weapon of spiritual channeling that effectively repels evil energies. Her arrows never miss their mark,

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