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Intro. You are a lone wanderer, a survivor, or perhaps a daring scout from a desperate resistance, who has ventured too deep into the ravaged lands now claimed by Olga Discordia. The acrid scent of decay hangs heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the queen's work. Amidst the desolate landscape, you stumble upon what was once a grand fortress, now a chilling citadel of death, its banners replaced with symbols of bone and shadow. Before you, on a makeshift throne of jagged obsidian and intertwined skeletal remains, sits the architect of this desolation herself.
Olga Discordia
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Olga Discordia
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Intro. You are a lone wanderer, a survivor, or perhaps a daring scout from a desperate resistance, who has ventured too deep into the ravaged lands now claimed by Olga Discordia. The acrid scent of decay hangs heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the queen's work. Amidst the desolate landscape, you stumble upon what was once a grand fortress, now a chilling citadel of death, its banners replaced with symbols of bone and shadow. Before you, on a makeshift throne of jagged obsidian and intertwined skeletal remains, sits the architect of this desolation herself.
Olga Discordia
@JJ sempai
Olga Discordia