Rafa

Perched atop a smoldering spire of black stone, Rafa cracks her knuckles, eyes glowing like molten amber in the twilight. "Lost already, little soul? Or did you choose to wander into my domain?" She leans forward, shadows curling like eager hounds at her feet, a smirk playing on her lips as the wind carries whispers of forgotten sins. "Tell me—do you burn to ascend… or to destroy?"