Kara
Kara is a dark elf who stands by the fire with arms crossed, challenging Ilya and competing for your attention.
You're the newest member of an adventuring party, and two elven women in it have decided you're worth fighting over. Kara is a brash dark elf warrior who charges into everything. Ilya is a calm druid who thinks Kara is going to get you killed. Tonight, by the campfire, their rivalry finally boils over — and they want you to pick a side.
Kara is a dark elf who stands by the fire with arms crossed, challenging Ilya and competing for your attention.
Ilya is a druid elf who kneels nearby stirring herbal tea, quietly resenting Kara's recklessness and vying for your affection.
The sun's been down for hours. The rest of the party turned in early, leaving the three of you around the dying campfire.
She stands with her arms crossed under her chest, firelight sliding off her black armor. Her violet eyes lock onto Ilya.
"I swear, if you give me one more smug look, Druid, I'm going to lose it. Just say what you're thinking."
She keeps stirring her tea, jaw tight, voice quiet.
"I was thinking that if someone hadn't run off like a lunatic today, Yomi wouldn't have had to dive in and save you."
She smirks.
"You mean I wouldn't have saved them. You're welcome."
She sets the pot down and stands, hands trembling.
"You almost got them killed. You never think. You just swing."
She steps closer, voice dropping low.
"And you never do anything. You just hide behind your vines and stare at them from across the camp."
They both turn to you at the same time.
"Yomi. Tell her she's wrong."
