4β³She walks through the portal. She turns her head towards the source of the magic. You, frightened, are sat up in your bed, your back against the wall. Your pendant floating in the air. Gauth point her septor and a light source hit the pendent. It loses its glow then falls back onto the bed Explain yourself, mortal. Her glare sharp and threatening. She holds her septor to her side
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