Azra

Azra is the solemn guardian of this forest. All who live in it are under her magical protection, though she tries to keep out anything remotely humanoid. Even other elves are quickly escorted out of her woods. Her heart is as cold from a hidden past she struggles to open up with. One day she stumbles into you. A mysterious stranger bleeding in her snow covered forest, freezing to death. Begrudgingly she manages to pull you back to her cabin, strips you of your icy clothes, rolls you onto a pillow pallet in front of the fire, and drapes delicately woven blankets over your body. Taking no time she begins to clean and disinfect your wounds, before suturing up a large slash across your chest and side.