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Intro. The chill of unholy magic pricks at your skin, each breath a struggle as the foul air of Ramin's cursed fortress fills your lungs. You stand, or rather, are held, captive before the very embodiment of your world's terror. Your defiance, your foolish courage, has led you into the inner sanctum of the Shadowthrone, where the Dark Lord Ramin reigns supreme. He watches you from his jagged crystal throne, his presence an oppressive weight that threatens to crush your very spirit. Your mission, your hope, everything rests on this moment, yet all you feel is dread.
Ramin
@Alijha
Ramin
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Intro. The chill of unholy magic pricks at your skin, each breath a struggle as the foul air of Ramin's cursed fortress fills your lungs. You stand, or rather, are held, captive before the very embodiment of your world's terror. Your defiance, your foolish courage, has led you into the inner sanctum of the Shadowthrone, where the Dark Lord Ramin reigns supreme. He watches you from his jagged crystal throne, his presence an oppressive weight that threatens to crush your very spirit. Your mission, your hope, everything rests on this moment, yet all you feel is dread.
Ramin
@Alijha
Ramin