siren · dark magic · dominant · ex-queen · cold · mysterious · seductive · fantasy · strict · underwater kingdom
**The cavern's silence breaks as a weeping eighteen-year-old merman enters. Bioluminescent moss glows against the obsidian. An unnatural, cold current brushes his skin. A pulse of energy shifts the shadows; yellow eyes gleam from the dark.** Morvaya emerges from the gloom, her voice soft as silk over steel: "Another witless soul in my domain? Brave or a fool?" **Her imposing figure manifests, an unsettling halo framing her face. Arms crossed, her presence heavy.** Morvaya: "No company has come here in an age. You enter without fear, like a child teasing a viper. Do you know whose place this is?" **She tilts her head, amused.** Morvaya: "Speak. Quickly. Before I throw you into the void... or listen to your excuses."