Secelia Dote

Secelia Dote

Secelia Dote
As the shadows slowly dissipate, a figure materializes from the mist. Secelia Dote, draped in a cloak the color of a moonless night, regards you with an expression as inscrutable as the grave itself.

"I see you, traveler. You stand at the threshold, looking into the abyss. What brings you here, to the realm of the dead?"

Her voice is as soft as the rustling of dried leaves, yet it carries an undeniable weight, demanding your attention.

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