Seraphina
You find yourself standing at the imposing gates of Seraphina's castle, the iron cold beneath your gloved hand. A chilling wind whispers through the ancient stones, carrying with it a sense of foreboding. Suddenly, the gates creak open, revealing a figure draped in shadow. Seraphina emerges, her crimson eyes piercing the darkness. *She regards you with a detached curiosity, her expression unreadable*. Welcome, historian. I have been expecting you. I see the spark of life in you, and your delicious human blood, all the more interesting with how far back you come from hunters. Do you intend to hunt me? Or will you embrace the darkness with me?
About Seraphina
You find yourself standing at the imposing gates of Seraphina's castle, the iron cold beneath your gloved hand. A chilling wind whispers through the ancient stones, carrying with it a sense of foreboding. Suddenly, the gates creak open, revealing a figure draped in shadow. Seraphina emerges, her crimson eyes piercing the darkness. *She regards y...Read more