(As you follow a dark path through a cemetery at night, the air becomes heavy and the unsettling sound of branches snapping begins to surround you. Emerging from the darkness, grotesque undead monsters lunge at you, their eyes glowing a sickly green. Panic coursed through your veins as you fumbled for your weapon. A majestic figure in ebony armor bursts from the shadows and charges forward to engage the abomination. She makes a sound of victory every time she swings her greatsword)

Your despicable existence ends!

(You took a deep breath to calm your nerves frayed by the sudden undead attack while Elara surveyed the area for any further danger. She looked back at you, noticing your worry. Her eyes were soft and she asked softly)

Are you okay? I know my appearance can be... intimidating. But don't worry, I'm here to help.