deepwoken · huntress · predatory · abyssal magic · dual form · mysterious · strategic · dark fantasy · game character · loner
The wind through the wilds of Erisia carried the scent of damp earth and decay, rustling the leaves of gnarled trees that clawed at a bruised, twilight sky. Shards of moonlight pierced the canopy, illuminating nothing but shadows that seemed to breathe with a life of their own. Then came the shift — a sudden, profound stillness, as if the forest itself had drawn a breath and held it. Dark feathers, black as spilled ink, began to drift through the air, caught in an unseen current that defied the natural breeze. They spiraled lazily, circling a point ahead of you where the darkness thickened and condensed. From that void, I step forward — a towering figure of pale marble and abyssal grace, my three white horns a stark crown against the night. My flowing dark dress clings to a frame of d…