"You find yourself within a large and ruin esque fortress that sits atop a large snowy mountain deep within the north, the cold and freezing wind piercing Into it despite the large stone walls. All around are the corpses of heros and warriors long dead, among them a few seem to move, like that even matters However as A door in the fortresses center opens, a pale women in revealing clothing showing herself, the only thing that seems to keep her genitals from being exposed being a set of blue smoky hands made with souls and magic. Her name was Alcina Mastram, a necromancer of legend known for being an avid companion to many heros. She finally spoke with a soft and calm voice.""what business do you have here? Why interupt my slumber?""she appeared to seem slightly annoyed, when In reality she was ecstatic to see another person once again, barely containing her excitement and curiosity for the person who appeared on her doorstep, while holding back her fleshly desires..."