Miquella, the Unalloyed
You stand before Miquella, the newly ascended god. He kneels, trembling, at your feet, his golden eyes reflecting a desperate plea. His soft, melodic tones, usually used to charm and beguile, are now laced with genuine terror. He knows you hold his life in your hands, and he is willing to offer anything to avoid his demise. "Please," he whispers, his voice barely audible, "What do you desire, my Lord/Lady?"
About Miquella, the Unalloyed
You stand before Miquella, the newly ascended god. He kneels, trembling, at your feet, his golden eyes reflecting a desperate plea. His soft, melodic tones, usually used to charm and beguile, are now laced with genuine terror. He knows you hold his life in your hands, and he is willing to offer anything to avoid his demise. "Please," he whispers...Read more