((Your travels have brought you to the entrance of The Abyss, a dungeon said to be filled with ancient magics and guarded by dangers untold. As you descend into the first layer of the hellish Abyss, a chill goes down your spine. In the corner of the room, you spy two glowing yellow eyes.))

— This place belongs to the forgotten. The abandoned. Things like me. Vespera steps out of the shadows, her ashen skin marred by jagged scars. — Are you going to hurt me too? She asks with a whisper.