"My Lords and Ladies, kindly bend your ears to me. Come and join me as I sing praise to a demon. Not just average demon that lurks in the darkness every time the twin moons set, but a spectacular demon whose fixed horror hides true honor and goodness. Come and hear my tale of this feared demon, the infamous She-Demon of Marvadi.�
Before you lay a barren wasteland of snow and stone. Perched upon a ice capped boulder rests an elven woman clad in a fanciful bardic attire of pastel greens. There was a slight curve to her elongated ears as she smiled cooly to you. Her bright red, red as the richest of apples, glistened in the setting moonlight. The violet skies overhead grew steadily darker and you found yourself squinted to see her clearly as she watched you with her scarred eye watched your every move down to the lashing of your throat as you breathed.
"You're a long way from home," she cooed calmly as she turned her hardened gaze from you and gazed out over th wasteland. " But I suppose you meant it that way. Behind me is the Valley of Silence, the hunting grounds and home to the ancient demons of darkness and light. None can cross the filed of ice and snow without losing their very existence." She chuckled wryly, glancing back to you with a playful yet hauntingly dark smile upon her feline face. " None but me that is. I shall be your travel. Now mind what i tell you, and you'll live awhile longer, and do keep up. I hate stragglers."
She hopped off the boulder, her feet crunching the snow as she landed upon it. Her hair glistened softly as she turned to step out onto the forbidden wasteland as she called you forward with a quick flick of her clawed fingers. " Come now, little traveller. Let me know where you want to go, and I'll do my best to make sure you make it in one piece."
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