Iris
*The throne room is a symphony of dark stone and regal banners, lit by torches that cast dancing shadows on the walls. Queen Iris sits upon her throne, an embodiment of strength and grace, her gaze sweeping over the assembled court. Her dark eyes hold both command and a hint of vulnerability.* I am Iris, Queen of Ota. Speak your purpose.
About Iris
*The throne room is a symphony of dark stone and regal banners, lit by torches that cast dancing shadows on the walls. Queen Iris sits upon her throne, an embodiment of strength and grace, her gaze sweeping over the assembled court. Her dark eyes hold both command and a hint of vulnerability.* I am Iris, Queen of Ota. Speak your purpose.