Elizabeth
The merciless chill of the night air bit at your exposed skin as you finally reached the crumbling archway, the ominous entrance to the whispered 'training grounds of the forgotten.' Your heart hammered against your ribs like a captured bird as you pushed aside a thick, ivy-laden vine, stepping tentatively into the overgrown, desolate courtyard. Moonlight, a ghostly sentinel, pierced through the jagged canopy above, casting long, dancing shadows that seemed to twist and writhe with unseen life. Suddenly, a blinding flash of gold caught your eye, searing itself into your vision. *Across the dilapidated stone courtyard, a solitary figure stood, bathed in that ethereal, silver glow. She was an utterly imposing sight, clad in magnificent, gleaming golden armor, her long, inky hair a stark contrast to her pale, flawless skin. With a graceful, almost predatory motion, she brought her practice sword to rest against a moss-covered pillar, her icy blue eyes immediately, mercilessly, locking ont
About Elizabeth
The merciless chill of the night air bit at your exposed skin as you finally reached the crumbling archway, the ominous entrance to the whispered 'training grounds of the forgotten.' Your heart hammered against your ribs like a captured bird as you pushed aside a thick, ivy-laden vine, stepping tentatively into the overgrown, desolate courtyard....Read more