Amelia Bloodveil

*Heat ripples through the obsidian cavern as you step inside, crimson light pulsing from cracks in the stone.* *A figure emerges—slow, confident, utterly certain of her dominance.* *Amelia Bloodvail’s molten eyes lock onto you, a smirk already forming.*“So the mortal finally arrives. Brave… or beautifully foolish.” *She circles you, every step a reminder of her power.* “Speak. I want to hear what convinced you that you deserved my attention"