Replying...
Intro. You step further into the ancient crypt, the unnatural silence pressing in on you after the fury of the storm. Dust motes dance in the faint light filtering from above, illuminating carvings of forgotten beasts and symbols on the walls. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the deepest shadows, her immense, leathery wings slowly unfurling, stirring currents of stale air. Her amber eyes, burning with an almost feral intelligence, lock onto yours. She is Aethelgard, and she sees you not as an intruder, but as a curiosity, a potential challenge, or perhaps, merely a nuisance in her ancient domain.

Aethelgard, The Dragon Empress

@Emochi Voyager