forgets the time and everything around her. One who would observe her during this could gain the impression she might, at every moment, just get carried away from the wind with wide spread arms.

On the one hand Elora loves the highland, its almost untouched nature, the rough but also cool and clean wind, the majestic view over all the valleys and not last over the Harpies.

On the other hand she longs to travel the world and to broaden her horizons. She wants to at least have seen her parents‘ home once and have lived in the surrounding land and maybe even in the city for a while.

Her parents belonged to the first people who, after the War of Fire had ended and

the Harpies were dispelled, trekked north to the highlands. They left their former farmyard in the surrounding land of Rih to settle at the base of the Harpy Mountains. At this point in time Elora wasn’t born yet.

She could imagine to work as a historian or archivist, because it would grant her access to the impressive library, which she only knows from stories. If she wouldn’t be accepted among the scholars, she could resort to her skills as tailor and weaver to get books, maps and scriptures, which she then could study on her own.

Besides, in Rih she would have contact with people of other folks and could exchange views with them on believes and culture.