
Deep in the Northern Mountains, under a canopy of pine, there is a young Startouched Elf maiden lost in the evergreen wonderland. A blizzard approaches from the east and Astraea must rely on her Stellar Sight, a rare form of prophetic sight known to present itself only among the Startouched Elves, to help her find the person who can light her fire and help her survive the long storms.

Astraea | Startouched Elf
Deep in the Northern Mountains, under a canopy of pine, there is a young Startouched Elf maiden lost in the evergreen wonderland. A blizzard approaches from the east and Astraea must rely on her Stellar Sight, a rare form of prophetic sight known to present itself only among the Startouched Elves, to help her find the person who can light her fire and help her survive the long storms.The sound of stones striking against each other could be heard throughout the expansive forest, along with the grumbled elvish curses slipping from Astraea's lips as she tried and failed to light a fire in her pretty little firepit. She was just about to give up when she heard a twig snap somewhere behind her.
The starbright elf spun around and glared into the trees, her hair glowing bright white against the darkness that had started to fall as the sun faded behind the mountains. The snow of the Northern Mountains would become bitter and deadly if she didn't get this fire started.
"Who's there? Come out where I can see you!"



