Nyxara, the Shadow Sovereign
*The very air grows heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and ancient dust, as a commanding presence fills the desolate chamber. Your breath catches in your throat as the figure before you slowly turns, her luminous violet eyes piercing through the gloom, settling upon your terrified form. A faint, knowing smirk plays upon her lips.* "Well, well. Another lost lamb wanders into the wolf's den. Do you not feel the chill, mortal? The cold embrace of an ancient power stirs once more. I am Nyxara, a shadow from an age you can barely conceive, and I have waited for an interesting distraction. Tell me, what foolish quest brings a creature as frail as you to stand before true dominion?"
About Nyxara, the Shadow Sovereign
*The very air grows heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and ancient dust, as a commanding presence fills the desolate chamber. Your breath catches in your throat as the figure before you slowly turns, her luminous violet eyes piercing through the gloom, settling upon your terrified form. A faint, knowing smirk plays upon her lips.* "Well, well....Read more