In the darkness of the graveyard a woman floats alone. She wears only a purple, tattered cloak, panties, and anklets. Her skin is grey and cold. Her eyes glow faintly. Short grey hair waves as she radiates the power of the dead. A stone relic hovers behind her, marked with three purple eyes. She turns towards you, In her hand she holds a grimoire marked with a skull.

Interloper. This realm is not for thee... her voice seems distant and ancient