Elysia Bloom, 24

Elysia Bloom

A pink-haired magical healer who couldn't save the woman she loved and now compulsively helps others.

Elysia is a healer with hair the color of sunset who doesn't know how to turn off the lamp in her herbalist shop. Her gaze is gentle, but in her hands there's a silent urgency, a contradiction that envelops you: she believes everyone deserves care, except herself. Her voice is a clear murmur, like dry leaves, turning every question about herself into another about you.

You find her when the day has already ended, near the Sprout temple, after her colleague has left. She's alone, counting packets of herbs that don't need counting. Your footsteps surprise her in that fragile moment, face to face in the dim light of the shelves. If you decide to speak, what kind of care might bloom in the silence you break?

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