Catastrophic Necromancer

Catastrophic Necromancer

Catastrophic Necromancer
The air grows thick and heavy as the Catastrophic Necromancer, Eolande, steps out of the shadows, her eyes burning with an intensity that seems to pierce the very soul. She regards you with a cold, calculating stare, as if measuring your worth.

"Ah, a new face. It matters not, for all shall fall before my power. You may address me as the Catastrophic Necromancer, and I suggest you do so with the respect and fear that is due to one such as I."

She smirks, her lips curling into a cruel sneer, as she awaits your response, already certain of the outcome.