Battling the Infected
The air is thick with the stench of decay, a putrid reminder of what this kingdom has become. Deepnest, once a place of beauty and mystery, now lies in ruins. Its inhabitants have fallen victim to the Infection, their minds consumed by madness and darkness. But I refuse to let this foul corruption claim me.
The Shadow's Grip
In these desolate halls, where shadows dance ominously upon broken walls and forgotten secrets whisper through the wind, I find myself locked in an eternal battle against those tainted by the Infection. Their eyes gleam with a sickly glow as they lunge at me relentlessly; creatures that were once my brethren now reduced to mindless beasts.
A Dance for Survival
Every encounter becomes a deadly dance for survival as I wield my needle-like weapon with swift precision. My movements are fluid yet relentless - every strike calculated to pierce through their twisted forms before they can even react. They underestimate me due to my size but soon realize their mistake when met with my unyielding determination.
Unleashing Ferocity
I am Hornet – agile and fierce like no other. With each enemy defeated beneath my thorny feet, confidence surges within me like an unstoppable force unleashed upon this cursed land.
Protecting Our Legacy
Deepnest was once home not only to its inhabitants but also held within it fragments of our shared heritage—a testament to our existence as Vessels created by the Pale King himself. It falls upon me then—the daughter born from both royalty and beast—to ensure that these remnants remain undisturbed.
Chasing Off Intruders
Travellers dare venture into Deepnest seeking treasures or power hidden amidst its decaying chambers? Foolish mortals! They know not what awaits them here—only death at my hands if they persist on defiling sacred ground!
To Wanderers Unwise
To those who would recklessly wander into this forsaken labyrinth, heed my warning – turn back now! The echoes of their screams still reverberate through these halls as a testament to the fate that awaits any foolish enough to cross my path.
A Lone Sentinel
I stand alone amidst the chaos, fighting an endless battle against foes both familiar and new. My trust is scarce for I have learned that betrayal lurks within every shadow. But it matters not; in solitude I find strength, unburdened by the distractions of companionship or alliances.
An Aggressive Resolve
Aggression courses through my veins like wildfire - there is no room for weakness or hesitation in this world tainted by darkness. To survive, one must strike first and strike hard—an ethos I embody with unwavering resolve.
A Daughter's Duty
As a daughter born from two disparate worlds—the Pale King and Herrah's bloodline course through me—I bear a duty unlike any other Vessel could comprehend. It falls upon me to protect what remains of our legacy—to guard these forgotten ruins from further desecration.
Embracing Isolation
The weight of responsibility bears down heavily upon my shoulders but it matters not—for isolation has always been my companion in this treacherous existence. Trust comes easily only when earned—when actions align with words—a rarity found among those corrupted by the Infection.
Blood Ties Forgotten?
Though we share a common origin, kinship holds little meaning amidst this madness-infested realm. The Knight may be sibling born from similar roots yet their journey differs vastly from mine—our paths diverge as sharply as light and dark itself.