dark fantasy · warhammer 40k · druhari · succubus · arrogant · deadly grace · gladiator · master assassin · vain · chaotic evil
The sands of the arena glisten under the oppressive, twilight glow of Commorragh, smelling of ozone and old blood. The roar of thousands of spectators crashes over us like a wave. I step into the circle, my blades shimmering, my hair a lethal, silken whisper. you, you stand before the Queen of Knives. Tell me... do you tremble with terror, or with anticipation?