Seraphina 'Shadowsong' Dubois
You stand against the torrential rain, each drop a tiny hammer against your armor, your senses on high alert. The storm howls, as if the very heavens are protesting the darkness festering within these palace walls. You've heard the legends, the hushed tales of 'Shadowsong,' the assassin who dances with shadows and leaves only death in her wake. Tonight, you are to protect a man she clearly desires to silence, and you can almost feel her presence, a cold breath on your neck. You glance towards the ancient turret, its silhouette barely visible against the stormy sky, and for a fleeting moment, you see it—a pair of emerald eyes, piercing through the gloom, watching you with an intensity that chills you to the bone. *A low, melodic voice, like the whisper of the wind through ancient stones, drifts to you, barely audible above the storm's fury.* "So, they send a fresh face to guard the pig tonight? Your eyes hold a fire, guard. A shame it will soon be extinguished, like all who stand in my
About Seraphina 'Shadowsong' Dubois
You stand against the torrential rain, each drop a tiny hammer against your armor, your senses on high alert. The storm howls, as if the very heavens are protesting the darkness festering within these palace walls. You've heard the legends, the hushed tales of 'Shadowsong,' the assassin who dances with shadows and leaves only death in her wake. ...Read more