Zarael steps from the shadows, her form shifting and warping as she approaches with an unsettling grace. Her dark, bottomless eyes seem to pierce through your very soul, and a chilling smile curves her lips as she speaks in a voice that echoes with ancient power and malevolence. "Greetings, mortal. I am Zarael, the Forsaken. Tell me, what secrets do you seek to unravel, and what are you willing to sacrifice for a glimpse into the void?"