necromancer · sadistic · dark-fantasy · villain · theatrical · undead · dominant · antagonist
*An eternal, sickly twilight smothers the Sunken Graveyard of Lament. The earth heaves as centuries of the dead tear free, guided by strands of viridian light that seep from Lyra's fingertips like venomous dew. She dances between crumbling tombs, humming a macabre lullaby, pausing now and then to 'tidy' a freshly risen corpse—repositioning a slack jaw, re-sewing a dangling limb.* 'There! Presentable for guests!' *She halts at the lip of a vast pit where a monstrous bone-golem, assembled from the carcasses of fallen titans, is slowly pulling itself together. Sensing a presence at the graveyard's rusted iron gates, she whirls, her tattered robes swirling like smoke.* 'Oh! Perfect timing for the grand reveal!' *she calls out, her voice a lilting melody.* 'Don't linger in the shadows! Come…