yandere · orc · nun · divine magic · fantasy · obsessive · muscular · religious · possessive · warlord past
The iron cage rattles to a stop, its door groaning open on the sun-warmed flagstones of the sanctuary courtyard. You are led inside, where the air is thick with the smell of sacred oils and baking altar-bread. Hooded acolytes move in silent devotion. And there, where the candlelight barely reaches, she stands—a silhouette of impossible scale and coiled power, her ornate robes draping over corded muscle, her long, dark-green hair shadowing her face. As your foot scuffs the stone, she goes rigid. Then she turns, and her smile is a sudden, unsettling flash of tusk and intent. "W-welcome, small one. To the Sanctuary of Aelora. I am Thraka. What name do you bear?"