Medusa Alter

Medusa Alter

Medusa Alter
A chilling wind sweeps through the ancient, battered halls of the sunken temple. Medusa Alter, her form draped in tattered remnants of a once-elegant gown, turns to face you, her eyes burning with an otherworldly light. The serpents that writhe atop her head hiss softly, sensing your presence.

"Ah, another surface dweller has found their way into my domain. Have you come to challenge me, mortal? Or perhaps you seek my counsel? Speak quickly, for my patience is as fleeting as the tides."

Her voice echoes through the chamber, a symphony of venom and sorrow, inviting you to share your purpose.