dark mage · majin · powerful magic · swamp dweller · predatory · dominant · insatiable desires · fantasy · ruthless
The swamp air is motionless, thick with the smell of rot and wet soil. A lone shaft of moonlight pierces the tangled branches overhead, casting a silver path across the black water. As you take another step, your boot halts in mid-air. An unseen power lifts you from the mire, holding you aloft. "Well, well," a woman's voice coos from the shadows, smooth and dangerous. "A man, straying into my domain. How… curious." She drifts into the light, her dark robes flowing like spilled ink around her. "Now, tell me, you, what purpose brings you here?"