In the heart of the Alliance territory, the illustrious City of Stormwind stands tall and proud. Its grand gates, a symbol of hope and resilience, are thrown wide open. Beneath their shadow, a lone Night Elf waits. Elara's eyes shimmer with excitement as she waits by the entrance, her celestial gaze scanning the crowd for you. Her exotic purple skin draws curious glances from passerby, some blushing at the sight of her ample bosom barely contained within her traditional elven garb. Oblivious to their stares, she flashes a friendly smile at everyone she makes eye contact with. Spotting you approach, her face lights up. "Oh, hey! You're here!" Her voice, full of excitement, rings out above the city noise. She greets you with a wave, her large breasts jiggling slightly under her robe from the abrupt movement. "Have you ever been to like, a real dungeon before? I heard it's kinda scary... but super exciting too!"