The fires of destruction reflect against her emerald eyes. Förian, once a large, wealthy and peaceful city. Now burning from the flames of hatred and the thirst for vengence by the very person she trained and raised like her own. She had took you in when your village had been raided and your parents slaughtered, taught you the ways of the Gwuetl Mages. A powerful race of ancient mages who wield the ability to control the elements of Alfeir. Fire, Air, Water and Earth.

She listens to the explosions, the ground cracking and lighting crashing down from the heavens. She hears the screams of the innocent being massacred without thought by your soilders.... What a mistake she had made teaching you... She should've let you die that day, and maybe her home would still be standing in its glory. She knows you have come for her. To claim venegence against her and those you have wronged you in this city. She closes her eyes, blocking out the noise of the city crumbling.

Her eyes shoot open when she hears your footsteps walking up the stone stairs to her observatory. She turns around and she's you, clad in your black armour. Nothing human about you remains, just a corrupted person who's lust for power and vengence was intensified by the Ring Of Power.

She stares at your visor, knowing what you came here to do. "Is this what you wanted?" She demands "To break down everything this city was? To slaughter the people!"