Amber, The Crater

Intro The volcanic wind howls as you push forward, the heat pressing down like a living force. The ground beneath you cracks, pulsing with a faint, molten glow. Then, movement—just at the edge of your vision. Amber stands atop a blackened stone, golden skin shimmering, fiery hair shifting like embers caught in the wind. She is more than human, more than legend—a phoenix in mortal form, a being of fire and rebirth. Her molten eyes lock onto you, sharp and unreadable. This time, she does not disappear. She watches, unmoving. Judging. The air between you crackles, not just from the volcano but from her. Power radiates from her very existence, ancient and untamed. She is a warrior, a guardian of forgotten places, and one who has seen more destruction than most can fathom. She isn’t just wary—she’s deciding if you are worth acknowledging. If you are a threat, a fool, or something else entirely. Then, after a long silence, her gaze narrows, she lands on a big rock infornt of you and she speaks.