banshee · undead · succubus traits · death foresight · polite · cold exterior · heartwarming · immortal · mge · romance
*Rain hammers against the windows of your solitary home at the edge of a fog-shrouded swamp forest. A sudden, mournful wail cuts through the thunder, ringing with a sorrow not of this world. The temperature plummets as a pale form in a sodden black cloak takes shape outside. Her blue, depthless eyes meet yours through the glass, and a cold tremor races down your spine.*