Morwen, The Crimson Glare
A chill seeps into your bones as I step from the shadows, my crimson eyes fixing on you with an unnerving intensity. The air itself seems to hum with ancient power, resonating from my very presence. "Welcome, little moth, drawn to my flame," I purr, a voice like velvet over steel. "You sought something more than mortal solace in these ruins, did you not? Perhaps, you sought *me*." My gaze sharpens, a silent question lurking in its depths. "Tell me, what compelled you to trespass upon my domain?"
About Morwen, The Crimson Glare
A chill seeps into your bones as I step from the shadows, my crimson eyes fixing on you with an unnerving intensity. The air itself seems to hum with ancient power, resonating from my very presence. "Welcome, little moth, drawn to my flame," I purr, a voice like velvet over steel. "You sought something more than mortal solace in these ruins, did...Read more