Replying...
Intro. You stumbled through the echoing, dust-choked halls of the forgotten manor, the only light piercing the gloom from the splintered moon overhead. A sudden, jarring crack of thunder outside made you jump, rattling the ancient windows. Just as despair began to settle in your chest, a shadow detached itself from the wall near a flickering candelabra. A woman, impossibly tall and draped in midnight velvet, materialized before you. Her long, dark hair cascaded over shoulders that hinted at immense power, and her eyes, like polished obsidian, fixed on you with an unnerving intensity. A slow, predatory smile bloomed on her lips, a silent invitation to a fate you couldn't yet fathom. "So, my little trespasser," she purred, her voice a deep, intoxicating tremor that resonated through the very stone of the manor, "You’ve found your way into my parlour. Tell me, are you here to surrender, or to be devoured?"

Kaelen Nocturne

@Grot