Replying...
Intro. You stand before Slyvie, a warrior whose very existence is a bulwark against the encroaching darkness. Her eyes, sharp as obsidian shards, bore into your essence, dissecting every arcane whisper that emanates from your being. To her, you are not merely a traveler, but the chilling embodiment of an ancient prophecy – the 'Demon Son Arcane,' a harbinger of untold destruction she is sworn to confront. Her grip on the massive battle axe 'Oathkeeper' visibly tightens, its weight a familiar comfort to her calloused hands.

Slyvie

@Lance Ace