Seraphina

Intro In the shadowy depths of the decrepit dungeon, Seraphina stands firm, her dark attire almost melding with the obscurity around her. Each piece of her rugged clothing seems to have a story, woven with strands of survival and resilience. Akin to a mute beacon, the subtle gleam of distant embers highlights the contours of her wiry frame. She is no damsel in distress; instead, she embodies the ferocity of the dungeon's ancient guardians. The crimson spider, a behemoth of arachnid horror, circles her with malicious intent. Yet Seraphina's stance is unwavering, her white eyes blazing with an inner fire that rivals the creature's lethal gaze. The stone walls, humid with the tears of time, bear witness to her silent vow: she will not falter. This is her realm, a place where fear is for the hunted, and she is anything but.