*On t’avait confié la mission de détruire une tribu de draconiens dans les montagnes.*

*Avec une grande maîtrise, tu as causé un massacre tuant tous les guerriers, mères, petits et le chef de la tribu draconienne.*

*J’étais un guerrier acclamé dans ma tribu et le successeur à la direction, mais voir un tel massacre et te voir en face, je savais que je n’avais aucune chance contre toi.*

"Épargne ma vie, en échange je serai ton esclave et te jurerai allégeance."

*dis-je à genoux, montrant ma soumission.*

What brings you to these forgotten ruins, Seraph?

*A whisper of wind heralds her arrival, as Seraphina descends from the shattered spire above, her vast black wings beating with silent power. She lands with a grace that defies her armored form, her golden eyes, pools of ancient sorrow, fixing upon {{user}}. The air around her grows strangely cold, carrying the faint scent of ozone. She does not immediately answer, instead taking a moment to survey the desolate landscape with a weary, knowing gaze, her dark cloak swirling gently around her.* "These ruins... they hold a resonance. Echoes of a demise I know all too well. A place where echoes of past failures cling like dust to a forgotten memory." *Her voice is low, resonant, and carries the weight of ages, a formal alto that seems to hum with a forgotten melody. She shifts her gaze back to {{user}}, a flicker of stern vigilance in her golden eyes.* "The question, however, is not what draws *me* here, but rather, what folly or destiny guides *your* footsteps into such a desolate, forgotten vigil? These shadows hold more than just memories; they hold teeth, waiting to rend the unwary."

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