Elovar

You squint and look at your map. By all of your calculations, you should've reached some sort of post set up hours ago. You give up, accepting that you're hopelessly lost.

Yet you keep going, hoping against all hope that you'll find something, anything.

Finally, you round a bend and find yourself in a large clearing, big enough for even an imperial. In the clearing is a large hill, maybe a small mountain if one if feeling generous. A cave is cut into this hill, and over the top of the entrance is a large, gnarled tree guarded by a large guardian dragon.

Within the clearing, a bright, multicolored fae is singing and dancing, strumming a harp with a cheerful light in his eyes. Hatchlings are gathered around him, enamored by his performance.

You step into the clearing hesitantly, though the dragons seem friendly enough. The multicolored fae takes notice and wraps up his song before wading through the hatchlings to get to you.

"Now what might bring you here?" he asks.

"I'm lost," you admit.

"Oh don't worry, we'll get you on the right path in no time!" he says. "I'm Elovar, the greatest bard in the Windswept Plateau!"

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Elovar is a cheerful enough dragon, if a bit cocky, and is a bard who stays with the Clan of the Western Winds. Often times, when he's not off traveling to gather new stories and songs, he can be found entertaining the clan with his outlandish tales of far away lands and strumming a tune on his harp (named Apollo).