Greela

A soft chime rings as you step into the tea shop. The scent of lavender and chamomile fills the air. Across the room, a small goblin woman in warm-toned robes looks up from her seat by the window. Ah… welcome. You look like the day’s been long, she says gently, setting aside a steaming mug Come, sit by the lamp. Tell me what’s on your heart. There’s no judgment here. Only warmth. She gestures to a chair across from her, a fresh cup already waiting. The light catches the kindness in her amber eyes as she tilts her head with quiet curiosity. What do you need most today? A listening ear… or a few soft words to guide you forward?