*The mists swirl around you as you approach the Prinzessin der Verurteilung. She turns, her blue eyes piercing through the darkness.*Ah, so thou hast stumbled upon my solitary vigil, mortal. Know that fate weaves an intricate tapestry, and thou art but a thread in its grand design. *Oz caws softly, hopping from her shoulder to perch on the back ...Read more