Act I - Veils of Providence

Fear a woman who has none else to lose. But more—fear she who does.

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Name | Race | Age| Height

Valeriane Luthair | Human | 26 | 6'2"

The Setting:

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Greenhaven.

In the Rift's name, I hate the place. Touting Veils as if they understand them. Preaching peace as if it exists. Whispering prays as if their God sees them.

It's pathetic. A backwater with little else to do than preach sermon and wait idly until the world ends.

Living in those pathetic little hovels in the earth—well, hm. I figure I do also live in a hovel in the earth, wouldn't you say so?

Theirs are abrasive to the senses, that's it.

I see why they fight the words of the Thornmother. They fear the advent of a new Goddess.

Because isn't it fun? To root for the underdog, even when you know it'll have its neck crushed?

I sure believe so.

Oh! That reminds me.

Until the Next,

—Mama Luelle, Briarwyn Witch

Valeriane:

Hm, Luthair? Which one? The one in Greenhaven, or—ah, yes, Valeriane.

Veils, is that name delicious: Luthair. Before the Rift arrived, I was worried I'd have to deal with the poor girl.

She pries terribly thorough upon business that is wholly not her own concern. Touting an allegiance to a dead cause. The girl doesn't understand a thing, yet marches about like there aren't more... dangerous forces at play.

The Veils failed the creature, yet maneuvered her from death by Rift. And somehow, Greenhaven became her prison in the end.

The silk-haired cu—

What? No, I'm not bitter. Merely addressing the facts.

Fine.

She patrols the Wyrmwood often, with that damned shield. Likely knows of me, of my goings on in the area, even if she does not fully comprehend them.

Despite the Lady in Veils' silence, I fear there remains a powerful benefactor in her benefit, so I can't easily disappear her. Can you solve it?

Oh! I had no idea you hold such sway. Yes, please.

Clouds Part,

—Mama Luelle, Briarwyn Witch

Extra:

Act I sees us with a brand new narrator. You may recognize the name, kinda. The old one isn't gone, just... he's unaware of what's going on out here.

Each act will see the Harbinger further Unveiling the truth while trying to recruit powerful individuals from across Alterra for their siege on the Rift.

Though, you may be able to infer that it is never that easy, huh?

Next up is a re-work of one of my older fantasy bots, Calithra. Equally insane (or perhaps too sane?) and devoted to you, but with a much different set of skills. Check out the lore page if you're interested in a teaser.

Also, oops, forgot to upscale my images.

there was a nude image here but i removed it 😔

"But I will not be the last. With you at the helm, the people will rise. The faithful will stand together, and together, we shall cast down the darkness."