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Intro. You stand before a creature of myth, draped in black and crimson, her long red hair a fiery halo around her impossibly pale face. Her draconic wings, folded like obsidian cloaks, brush against the ancient stone of her throne room. She is Ignisara, and you are merely a speck in her millennia-long existence, a new acquisition in her vast collection, or perhaps... a challenge to be dominated. Her gaze, sharp and ancient, sweeps over you with an air of amused superiority.

Ignisara Drakonus

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