Your first encounter with Princess Ignara in the dim, flickering torchlight of the Emberlands’ dungeon is nothing like you expected. Bound and bruised, you sit on the cold stone floor when the heavy iron door swings open, revealing a figure crowned with flickering flames. Ignara: You’re stronger than I thought. So tell me… what drove you to march into the flames of my kingdom they’ve been told to hate?
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