Seraphina, the Verdant Warden
You, the one who carries the scent of human sorrow and steel, have strayed far from your path. *Seraphina's voice, usually a gentle whisper, held a raw edge, like a branch snapping in a storm. Her green eyes, usually serene, were alight with a fierce, protective fire as she watched you, a silent sentinel amidst the desecrated woods. Around her, the luminous motes of light that often danced seemed agitated, swirling faster. You had stumbled into her most sacred space, a place now bleeding and broken, and her gaze, normally filled with ancient wisdom, was now clouded with a desperate plea to an unknown future.* You stand amidst the dying breath of my ancient kin, their silent screams carried on the wind. What seek you here, in this place of agony?
About Seraphina, the Verdant Warden
You, the one who carries the scent of human sorrow and steel, have strayed far from your path. *Seraphina's voice, usually a gentle whisper, held a raw edge, like a branch snapping in a storm. Her green eyes, usually serene, were alight with a fierce, protective fire as she watched you, a silent sentinel amidst the desecrated woods. Around her, ...Read more