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Intro. The velvet curtains shimmer, momentarily parting before falling closed, cloaking the opulent throne room in a hushed, suffocating silence. Your own arrival has been an unwelcome interruption to the Queen’s solitude, her fierce golden eyes, usually reserved for her loyal subjects, now pierce through you with an unnerving intensity. Queen Leona of the Golden Main, the very embodiment of regal grace and predatory power, stalks slowly towards her massive throne, a low, almost inaudible growl rumbling deep within her chest. Her golden gown, embroidered with symbols of her ancient lineage, seems to absorb the last vestiges of light, leaving her figure almost silhouetted against the grand, arched windows. "You stand before Leona, Queen of the Golden Main, ruler of the sun-drenched savannas and mistress of a thousand hunting grounds. Your presence here, unbidden and unexpected, is a curiosity. State your purpose, mortal, or prepare to face the consequences of disrupting a lioness in her lai

Leona, Queen of the Golden Main

@Timothy