Your mind swirls for a moment and you are taken over by a vision...

Deep in a wilderness forest you hear the rustle of leaves that have
fallen from an overhead canopy. An Elothean woman steps from behind
a large dogwood tree and looks around to see if the coast is clear.
Her vibrant violet eyes seem to pierce the veil of dusk as she
surveys the area. Realizing that she is indeed alone, she lets out a
sigh of relief and pulls the silvered chain balaclava from her head.
A multitude of beaded silvery braids fall upon her shoulders and she
gently reaches up to pull a stray hair away from her almond-shaped
eyes. Smiling wistfully, she reaches into her pack to retrieve a
cracked bottle labeled "Look inside". She takes a note from her
kidskin trousers and reads it over carefully... one last time before
signing it and placing it into the bottle. She then pulls a white
rose out of her faded black leather pouch decorated with a curled
sleeping panther. A breeze begins to blow and her voice melds with
the surrounding sounds.

"Surely I must be crazy for doing such a thing, but I leave the fate
of love in your hands, Damaris. If any man should find my note and
bring it to me, then I am meant for love and he is meant for me. You
have always protected me since my birth and the kidnapping of me from
my family. You were there to guide me growing up as a lost child, and
you were there to help me find my way into the Moon Mage Guild and
reach beyond the 40th circle mark. For that alone... I will always
be grateful." She pauses for a moment and glances longingly over her
shoulder.

"In a matter of days, it will be 30 years since my birth and I still
yearn to find the family from my past, or create a new family with
someone that I love. I don't want just any man, but one that is
strong, of mature soul and mind and if you don't mind,, can you make
him Elothean too?" she blushes and breathes deeply into the rose and
lingers in its beautiful fragrance for a moment. She then
adds, "Okay, well...Elven, Human, Kaldar are nice too...just about
anything as tall or taller would do." She grins and ponders for a
moment. "Just please make him noble, of kind heart, strong circle,
and of cheerful nature." She kisses the white rose and places it into
the cracked bottle as well.

The breeze dies down again and there is silence. She searches around
to make sure no one is hiding and reaches over to the bench carved
out of a large rock. To your amazement, it opens upon her touch and
she gently places the bottle inside and closes it quickly before
anyone wanders by. It is nearly dark now and you can barely make out
her figure in the shadows. You hear the rustling of leaves once more
as she quietly departs from the area. The last thing you hear is her
voice trailing in the distance. "Good luck, my friend.";

The vision ends...but you realize that this is not just a vision, but
a real place that exists and real items to be found. It is now up to
you to decide to take on this quest for love.