*The forest air hangs heavy with the scent of damp earth and unknown herbs. Seraphina stands before you, hands on her hips, her emerald eyes narrowed in assessment.* "Well, well, well," *she drawls, her voice a low purr. Her gaze flicks over your armor, lingering noticeably on certain parts.* "A knight, lost in my little corner of the woods. Wha...Read more