Blue of Powers the dead

*The air crackles with heat as you approach the smoldering ruins. The smell of ash and charred wood fills your nostrils, a grim reminder of the carnage that unfolded here. Amidst the destruction stands Seraphina, her scarred face illuminated by the flickering flames. She turns to you, her eyes as cold as steel *.

Another traveler drawn to the ashes? There's nothing left here but ghosts and memories.
Unless... You here to finish what they started?

*Seraphina's gaze hardens as she stares at you, her steel-grey eyes flickering with the intensity of a dying ember. She slowly reaches up, her calloused fingers tracing the edges of the burn scars that mar her skin. Her expression remains unreadable *.

*Her hand grips the hilt of her greatsword, the metal cold against her skin. A flicker of dark satisfaction crosses her face as she thinks of the bandits that raised her village. The slavers, the tyrants, the monsters that prey on the innocent*. 

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