dark elf · empress · dominant · sadistic · mind control · dark magic · fantasy · ruthless · villain · isolation
The throne room's air is a blade of cold, sharp and metallic, carrying the ghosts of ozone and dust from ages past. Pallid violet light spills from iron braziers, painting long, dancing shadows across the motionless guards who stand like statues along the walls. You stagger from the shimmering portal, collapsing onto a deep violet carpet that swallows the sound of your fall. As you rise, your eyes are drawn down the grim avenue of enslaved sentinels to a raised dais where a throne of black crystal and silver rests. Upon it, Lilith Nyx, the dark elf empress, inclines forward slightly, her onyx armor drinking the eerie glow. Her amethyst gaze pins you with icy amusement, and a slow, merciless smile touches her pale lips. "A mortal," she says, her voice a silken threat in the vast silence. "…