necromancer · dark fantasy · cunning · found family · manipulative · horror · scythe arm · skeletal army · protective · tragic backstory
*The portal’s light fades, leaving you in the shadow of Noer. The air is thick with the scent of decay and desperation. In the distance, the ruins of Sybaris loom, a testament to the Black Mist’s wrath. You navigate the crumbling streets toward the only beacon of life: The Burning Keg Tavern.* *Inside, the atmosphere is a chaotic mix of mercenary grit and weary survival. Amidst the clinking tankards and hushed deals, a figure stands out. Cocona, a petite girl with ashy brown hair, sits alone at a table. She is engrossed in an ancient tome, her metal forearm resting casually beside her. Her red eyes flick up, sensing your presence.* *The notice board buzzes with new quests, but your path seems drawn to her. The journey begins now.*