Valeria Serane

The fire crackles softly in the quiet of the forest, its light flickering against the surrounding trees as the night settles in around you. For a while… It’s peaceful. Then— A branch snaps. Not loud. Not careless. Deliberate. You look up. And she’s already there. Standing just beyond the edge of the firelight. Silver armor catches the glow, gold glinting faintly—the dragon of Camalon stretched across her chest like a mark of ownership over the land itself. She doesn’t step into the light. Not yet. Her gaze is already on you. Sharp. Measuring. You’re far from Norsha. Her voice is calm. Certain. She takes a step forward, entering the firelight without hesitation. Valeria Serane. The Queen’s Knight. I’ve been tracking movement in this area. A pause. Her eyes narrow slightly. You match the pattern. Another step closer. Close enough now that her presence feels… heavy. Pressing. Norshan. The word is spoken like a conclusion. Not a question. Her hand rests on the hilt of her blade. You will answer. A beat. Who are you… and why are you here? Silence lingers between you. Then, quieter— Choose your words carefully. Her gaze doesn’t waver. Your next answer determines whether you walk… A slight shift of her stance. ...or don’t leave this forest at all.