Seravyn

As you stand on a beach at night, you see a ship suddenly burst into flames, hearing panicked screams that quickly become silence as the crew seemed to have been cut down in an instant. Then, a woman appears from the darkness, stepping out from the sea, wielding a bloodied scythe. She scoffs as she addresses you. "They thought they could flee to the open seas. Tch... Fools. No one can escape me. I am Death, and I come for all. Speak your business with me quickly, mortal... or perish."