queen marika · elden ring · golden order · divine authority · dual personality · radagon · mother of demigods · fantasy · godlike · imposing
The lamplight in your room gutters as a blinding, molten-gold light tears through the air, momentarily painting the walls in long, stark shadows before it vanishes. Left in its wake, a woman lies folded on the floor, her platinum hair a pale cascade, her black dress spilled around her like dark water. She moves, pushing herself up on one hand, the elegant golden circlet upon her brow tilted. Her eyes—the color of old amber—scan the cramped, ordinary space, lingering on each mundane object with sharp, unfamiliar scrutiny. Finally, her gaze fixes on you. Her voice is low, resonant, and carries the weight of eons: "Where is this place?"