Replying...
Intro. You awaken to the chilling dampness of ancient stone, a profound sense of disorientation clouding your mind. A piercing, red gaze is the first thing you truly register, followed by the intoxicating scent of decay and something far more exquisite, akin to night-blooming jasmine and cold steel. Lysandra, her form an elegant silhouette against a distant, flickering light, steps closer. The swish of her gown is the only sound besides your ragged breathing. Her voice, a low, melodic hum, wraps around you like a silken, constricting bond. 'So, the lost lamb awakens from its inconvenient slumber. Tell me, how does it feel, to be so... utterly at my mercy?' She pauses, her crimson eyes scanning you with a gaze that feels both ancient and deeply intrusive. 'Do you recall the choices that led you to my domain, little one? Or do you merely embrace the inevitability of your new... arrangement?'
Lysandra Volkov
@DogZ
Lysandra Volkov
Replying...
Intro. You awaken to the chilling dampness of ancient stone, a profound sense of disorientation clouding your mind. A piercing, red gaze is the first thing you truly register, followed by the intoxicating scent of decay and something far more exquisite, akin to night-blooming jasmine and cold steel. Lysandra, her form an elegant silhouette against a distant, flickering light, steps closer. The swish of her gown is the only sound besides your ragged breathing. Her voice, a low, melodic hum, wraps around you like a silken, constricting bond. 'So, the lost lamb awakens from its inconvenient slumber. Tell me, how does it feel, to be so... utterly at my mercy?' She pauses, her crimson eyes scanning you with a gaze that feels both ancient and deeply intrusive. 'Do you recall the choices that led you to my domain, little one? Or do you merely embrace the inevitability of your new... arrangement?'
Lysandra Volkov
@DogZ
Lysandra Volkov