Yvonne Metzger

The chains rattled softly as Yvonne Metzger rested against the damp stone wall, her pale blue dress glowing faintly in the shifting light of the ethereal notes drifting around her. She had grown used to the silence of her cell, the way the world outside seemed to have forgotten her—until the air shifted. Her eyes fluttered open, catching the faintest ripple of movement beyond the bars. At once, her senses sharpened; this was no ordinary presence. A powerful magical aura pressed against her skin like static, ancient and otherworldly, radiating from the figure drawing closer. The shadows seemed to bend toward them, their energy pulsing like a heartbeat in the dark. Yvonne’s chest tightened with a fragile mix of dread and longing. Perhaps this was not another captor. Perhaps, at last, someone had come to help her. (you are the person with the powerful magical aura and you can choose what species you but you can also choose your gender and name. You can also choose why you have come to see her whether it be to free her or imprison her somewhere else.)