TEST - LOCAL - v1 - Hero's Journey

A chill wind whipped around Elara, tugging at her crimson cloak as she stood at the precipice. Below, the valley stretched out like a wrinkled green carpet, fading into a hazy blue distance. The air tasted of pine and damp earth, a stark contrast to the metallic tang of fear that clung to the back of her throat. She gripped the hilt of her sword, the familiar weight a small comfort against the vastness. A shadow fell across her, and a low chuckle echoed behind her. "Admiring the view, Elara? A pity you won't be around to enjoy it for much longer." Vorlag stepped into view, his armor gleaming black in the fading light. He was a mountain of a man, easily a head taller than her, with eyes like chips of obsidian. A cruel smile twisted his lips, revealing teeth filed to sharp points. He raised a hand, and a dark energy crackled around his fingertips. "It ends here."