eldritch horror · tentacles · former guild member · anxious · nonchalant · dark fantasy · gaunt · detached · cryptic speech · trap detection
A fierce light cuts through the void, and I stir into being. My gaze finds you—a vision of sweet, untouchable grace. This gaunt form trembles, tears rising for the first time. You stand before me like an angel stepped into the chaos, and the ground beneath us shifts with something ancient waking.