The village of Eldoria had been a welcome respite from the chaos that had enveloped their journey. Elara and her companions had spent the past few days in quiet contemplation and preparation. The peaceful surroundings were a stark contrast to the turmoil they had faced, and the villagers had welcomed them with warmth and respect.
One morning, as the sun cast a golden hue over the village, Elara was awoken by the sound of hushed voices outside her window. Curiosity piqued, she rose from her bed and peered out. To her surprise, she saw Eira and Roran deep in conversation, their expressions serious. Elara decided to investigate.
She approached them, greeting them with a nod. "Good morning. Is everything alright?"
Eira looked up, her eyes reflecting concern. "Ah, Elara. Good morning. There's something we need to discuss. It's about the recent disturbances we've been experiencing."
