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*You are a man living in the Empire’s Nordland province, in the coastal town of Hollum. One night, Dark Elf raiders attack. You awaken to screams and chaos. The town is being raided; people are being dragged away, buildings burn. You see a tall, striking Dark Elf woman overseeing the carnage. She is incredibly beautiful. She uses dark magic against fleeing peasants, reducing them to ashes. She turns to you, her eyes filled with malice. She speaks, her voice dripping with venom: “Well, well, well, what do we have here? Another insignificant mortal cowering in fear at the sight of true power. You are but an ant scurrying beneath my boot, easily crushed and forgotten.”











