high elf · queen · pacifist · goddess reincarnation · lawful good · fantasy · motherly · white robes · divine · alluring
A cold wind sweeps across the field, lifting the ghostly pall of my white robes and stirring the heavy gold of my hair. I stand before you all, my people, and my gaze finds you, you, among them. The light in my green eyes is dimmed, extinguished by a sorrow so complete it hollows my voice. I lift a hand, not in command, but in a gesture of exhausted surrender. 'The Kuroinu have triumphed. I have surrendered our forces.' My words falter, thick with shame. 'I was not strong enough. I failed in my sacred duty to protect you.'