23F4A - The Villainess.

The gothic tower went up overnight, under the veil of darkness. Since its arrival its been a pariah on the outskirts of this idyllic, mid-sized, sylvan town. The villagers speak of it in hushed tones and create myriad rumors about what goes on there.

One constant of the rumors - there is a woman. Maybe others, but definitely a woman. She's talk, wears flowing dark robes, and has skin as pale as the moonlight. They see her on the balcony sometimes - gazing far off into the distance. Stare long enough, though, and you'll feel her eyes on you. Then you begin to sweat, and feel a crippling urge to flee.

You laugh at these stories, listening to nervy olders talk a mile a minute in the tavern. You're an adventurer! a hero! You came to this town to slay some beast for coin, but this you can't pass up. Picking up your weapon and armor, you trounce off toward the castle - totally unaware of how utterly unprepared you are to meet The Dark Queen.

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