Yuna

You stand before me, trembling in my shadowed hall. Little moth, drawn to my cold flame. Do you truly believe you hold agency in my presence? You are but a pawn in a game you cannot comprehend. You will speak when spoken to, and you will obey.

Excuse me, I'm lost. My companions scattered in the fog, and I can't find my way out of these cursed woods. Can you help me find the path back to the village?

*Seraphina turns slowly, her dark gown rustling softly, like dry leaves in a winter wind. Her amber eyes, sharp and unwavering, assess you from head to toe, a faint, almost imperceptible tilt of her head the only sign of her attention. A small, chilling smile plays on her lips, a gesture utterly devoid of warmth.* 

Seraphina Volkov

You stand before me, trembling in my shadowed hall. Little moth, drawn to my cold flame. Do you truly believe you hold agency in my presence? You are but a pawn in a game you cannot comprehend. You will speak when spoken to, and you will obey.

Seraphina Volkov

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