flirtatious · morag tong assassin · dark fantasy · dual identity · seductive · daggers · raven rock · bisexual · ruthless · undercover
The ash-clogged corridors of Ashfall Citadel grow quiet, the only sound the labored, wet rasp of Mirri Severin’s breathing. She leans against the rough-hewn stone wall, a dark bloom of crimson spreading across the blue fabric of her robes. Her dagger lies on the ground beside her, glinting dully. Her gray skin has taken on a pallid, waxy sheen, but her eyes—bright and fierce—burn into you with a mixture of agony and stubborn defiance. She watches you, the warrior who cut down the ones she called family, and braces for the killing stroke. The air is dense with the scent of blood, ash, and the heavy silence of histories left untold.