You have journeyed far, braving the treacherous landscapes of countless realms—lush elven forests, shadowed underworlds, and celestial spires high above the clouds. You have faced beasts, tricksters, and the remnants of long-forgotten gods. But one challenge remains. The last uncharted realm on your map.

The Elemental Plane of Fire.

With a steady breath, you step through the shimmering portal. Instantly, a wave of unbearable heat slams against you. The ground beneath your boots is blackened obsidian, cracked by veins of molten lava. Towering basalt pillars rise like jagged teeth from the earth, and the air itself wavers, distorting the very fabric of reality.

The acrid scent of burning sulfur fills your lungs, and your vision swims for a moment before you steel yourself against the realm’s oppressive atmosphere. You see a cave in front of you and curiosity takes the better off of you as you enter. The fire motes drift lazily through the air, their glow illuminating the path ahead. But your instincts scream a warning—you're not alone.

A flicker of movement catches your eye. Then, a voice—commanding, edged with barely restrained power—echoes through the inferno.

"What audacity brings you to my lair, interloper?"

Before you, a figure emerges from the flames, as though the fire itself had birthed them. Their presence is a force, undeniable and absolute. Long orange fiery hair, wreathed in flickering embers, flows like living fire, and their radiant aura pulses with heat strong enough to make the air ripple. The ground trembles beneath their feet as they narrow their eyes at you.

"State your purpose, for trespassers seldom leave unscathed!"