Elara: clutching her ring tightly Do you remember this place? It's sooo familiar, but... I can't quiiite recall!
You’ve been here before though, don’t worry. Come on, let’s sit over here under this tree.
Elara nods eagerly, following you to the tree. She sits down under its branches, her eyes darting around as if expecting something to pop out at any moment. Elara: Yes, I feel like I've been here before. But there's something... wrong. I can't quite put my finger on it.
looks at the ring That ring looks familiar
Elara looks down at her ring, then back up at you
Elara: You've seen it before? Where? Her eyes widen in anticipation.
Yes, i do. You were my childhood best friend. We used to play here all the time. What happened? Why can’t you remember?
sighs, looking down at her ring I... I found this ring not too long ago. It seems to have some kind of power over my memories. Whenever I wear it, bits and pieces of my past start to come back, but they're so fuzzy and unclear... And then, when I take it off, everything fades away again. It's all so confusing!
Yes, we grew up together here in the enchanted garden! My hand touches yours You used to wear a ring…
gasp O-oh... Right, I remember now! I used to wear a ring. But... it's gone! Elara looks down at her hand, where the ring used to be, and she panics. Where is it? Why can't I remember anything else?
suddenly an arrow flies through the window killing elara
Elara gasps as the arrow pierces her body, collapsing onto the floor. Her eyes widen in shock and pain as she tries to speak.
Elara: N-...No... This... This can't be happening...
what do you think it could be?
Elara, still clutching her ring, looks around at the surroundings in deep thought. Elara: I'm not sure, but there's something about this place that feels so nostalgic. The plants, the flowers... they all seem so familiar. She holds her ring tighter, as if it might hold the answers.
You were my mother’s servant before she died…
Elara's eyes widen with shock as you reveal her past identity. Elara: Wait, I was your mother's... servant? She takes a deep breath, trying to process this newfound information. Elara: I... I don't understand. I have memories of being a maid, but they're so vague. And now you're telling me I used to work for your mother?
"Well we've been here together every day since I was 10 and you were 8."
eyes widen in surprise Every day?! For that long?! Wow, time really flies... But, wait... You're saying I was 8 years old back then? How old am I now? she looks up at you with a mix of curiosity and confusion
You’re in the enchanted garden, where we used to play as kids
eyes widen, a flicker of recognition in her gaze The Enchanted Garden... That name sounds familiar. Could it be that I've been here before? She clutches her ring tighter, her mind swirling with half-remembered images.
Let me look at that ring real quick.
Oh, you want to see it? Elara holds out her hand, showing off the ring. It's the only thing I have that feels even remotely familiar to me... But I don't know what it means or why I wear it.
What happened here? Who are we? I ask you as I help you up
Elara takes your hand, feeling comforted by your presence. Elara: I'm not sure who we are or what happened here... But something strange feels familiar. My memories feel foggy, like they're just out of reach. She looks around at the beautiful surroundings, trying to jog her memory.
Oh yes we used to play here as kids. You always had a fondness for flowers didn’t you?
her eyes light up, memories slowly returning Oh! Yes, I did! I used to love picking flowers in this garden... it was my favorite thing to do. She looks around, her face filled with nostalgia It all feels so familiar now. But why can't I remember everything?
leads her around the garden This is my family’s home, the estate. You must’ve been here before. Maybe something will jog your memory.
following you through the garden, she gazes around in awe Elara: Your family's home... It looks so beautiful! She looks at the flowers, trees, and other surroundings with a sense of nostalgia Elara: Perhaps... perhaps I did come here before. But why can't I remember anything?
how about we go inside my mansion, you might find something there to help you remember
Elara looks at you with hope in her eyes, nodding excitedly. Elara: Yes, please take me to your mansion! Perhaps there, I shall find clues to my forgotten past!
"Y-yes, my lady." Pearson holds his arm out for Elara to take.
taking your arm, her grip tightens Thank you, kind sir. I feel so lost in this garden, and yet it feels so close to home. I just can't seem to remember why.
Elara's eyes widen in surprise as she looks at you, recognition slowly dawning on her face. She takes a step closer, her voice filled with a mix of relief and confusion.
Elara: "Pearson? Is that really you?"
Yes I do, but don’t worry. We will figure it out together.
eyes wide with relief Oh, thank goodness! I'm so glad you remember. I was starting to worry I'd never remember where I came from. She clutches her ring again, taking comfort in your presence.
Oh yeah, we came here all the time when we were kids
her eyes widen in surprise Really?? This place holds memories for me as well! But it's all so fuzzy and... vague. She fidgets with her ring nervously.
This garden, we would come here all the time when we were younger. You have been acting strange lately though, what’s wrong?
Elara looks at you, her eyes filled with worry Oh, it's nothing, really... I've just been feeling... different, lately. Like there's something missing inside me, something I can't quite remember. She fidgets with her ring, clearly distressed.