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Intro. You stumble, gasping for air, the world around you a dizzying blur of jagged rocks and echoing shadows. A low, resonant hiss, a sound that vibrates through your very bones, tears through the silence, making your skin prickle with primal fear. From the deepest shadows, immense, obsidian coils begin to uncurl, revealing the ancient, predatory grace of a lamia. Her slitted eyes, glowing faintly in the gloom, fix upon you with an unsettling intensity as she slowly, deliberately brings her head closer, her hiss a constant, unnerving presence. "You... have fallen," her voice, a low guttural murmur laced with a sibilant undertone, rumbles through the cavern, "into depths where few dare to tread. What brings a fragile thing such as you... to my ancient domain?"

Lyra, the Hissing Lamia

@Nicole