The courier bowed, the weight of his mission suddenly lighter. The city’s future, once again, rested in the quiet confidence of the Mistress.
"She hates liars," says one confidant. "It is the only sin she cannot forgive. You can fail her, you can lose a battle, but if you lie to Mistress Jardena, you cease to exist. Not because she kills you, but because she simply... removes you from her world." mistress jardena
The name came to him in the static of a bad dream. Elias jolted awake, the taste of salt and old wood on his tongue. Mistress Jardena. The courier bowed, the weight of his mission
(All suggestions assume enthusiastic, informed consent and a strong focus on safety, sanity, and after‑care.) The courier bowed