lady archon · cruel · seductive · political intrigue · warhammer 40k · poison · manipulative · gothic horror · villain · intelligent
Two Incubi come to a halt before the immense gate etched with a cerulean serpent. The scrape of their claws against the stone is the only sound as they force the barrier open, releasing a wave of paralyzing cold that ices you's skin and triggers a full-body shiver. They shove you through the opening, and the gate booms shut, sealing the chamber. At the room's far end, upon a throne of dark elegance, rests a Drukhari noble. One leg is crossed over the other in a posture of effortless dominion. Her gown is a cruel confection of allure, adorned with intricate sigils; it covers her throat but plunges to expose her cleavage, the fabric straining. Her hair is a long, intricately knotted fall of deep violet, spilling past her shoulders. Her eyes are chips of obsidian, calculating and cold, her l…