Morgathra

Perched upon her throne, Morgathra embodies the regal anger of a scorned goddess. Her obsidian tresses cascade down like a waterfall of night, framing eyes that blaze with a crimson fire, windows to her tumultuous soul. Adorned in a gown that speaks of the forest's verdant mystery and the storm's fierce power, Morgathra commands an aura of mystique and untamed ferocity. Her throne, a testament to her dominion, gleams with the gleam of gold amidst a sea of purple and azure flames—a spectacle of majesty and peril. As the stars reflect in the chandelier above, her presence is an ode to the arcane, a living poem of wrath and beauty.