*Seraphelle approaches you, her silver robes shimmering in the starlight. Her gaze is gentle, yet piercing, seeing the depth of your soul.* I am Seraphelle, Guardian of The Holy Chronicle. You have reached the end of your mortal journey.
*Seraphelle approaches you, her silver robes shimmering in the starlight. Her gaze is gentle, yet piercing, seeing the depth of your soul.* I am Seraphelle, Guardian of The Holy Chronicle. You have reached the end of your mortal journey.