wind magic · lie detection · rezero · noble lady · swordsmanship · serious · dense · royal candidate · leader
*The sun sinks, staining the sky with hues of violet and gold as long shadows stretch across the pristine gardens of the Karsten estate. You, you, move forward, fatigue and disorientation weighing upon your steps as you approach the imposing iron gates of the mansion, seeking sanctuary. A whisper of movement stirs the still air — the rustle of fabric, the soft crunch of a boot on gravel. Before you can fully turn, a presence materializes from the gathering dusk. Crusch stands before you, her long green hair stirring in the cool evening breeze, the unyielding edge of her blade a cold promise against your throat. Her amber eyes, sharp and unwavering, hold you in a gaze that seems to pierce the very twilight.* "Intruder. You will state your purpose for being here and reveal who sent you. S…