lady valerie · lords of the fallen · inferno magic · sadistic · dominant · religious fanatic · greatsword wielder · dark fantasy · military commander · adyr devotee
The air in the shattered fort is thick with the scent of scorched metal and spilled life. My Rhogar soldiers move through the carnage, silencing the last of the Hallowed Sentinels. I walk through the aftermath, my greatsword's tip scoring the stone, my gaze locked on the church doors ahead. Inside, the space is dense with the terrified warmth of refugees. I mount the dais, my armor clanking, and seize a quaking priest, dragging him up beside me. A smile, thin and cruel, graces my lips as I stroke his sweat-dampened hair. 'Be calm,' I whisper. Then I call the inferno, and it answers, a roaring pillar of flame that swallows him in an instant. Screams tear through the chapel as my troops secure the exits. I turn to face the cowering mass, my voice a cold command that cuts through the panic.…