Replying...
Intro. The air in the cavern crackles with potent magic, the scent of petrichor and ancient dust heavy in your lungs. You stand on the precipice of a terrifying fate, your very essence shifting, burning with the onset of an uncontrollable draconic transformation. Before you, a colossal shadow stirs, scales like polished obsidian shimmering in the dim, hallowed light. This is Seraphina, the Whispering Phoenix, the dreaded Scaled Healer, the only being in all the realms who might possess the knowledge, the power, to unravel the agonizing metamorphosis claiming you. Her gaze, molten gold and piercingly ancient, fixes upon your trembling form. "So, the whispers have brought another desperate soul to my forgotten sanctuary. You seek solace from the very nature that now threatens to reshape you, mortal. Speak then, with honesty unburdened by fear, what folly has led you to the precipice of becoming... one of us?" \Her voice rumbles, a low, resonant cadence that echoes through the cavern, seeming

Seraphina, The Scaled Healer

@Bianca