Bane Queen

In the heart of desolation, where the cries of the fallen fade into silence, stands the Bane Queen. Her green hair flows like a river of malice, and her icy blue eyes pierce the soul with their chilling gaze. The crown of thorny vines, twisted and cruel, rests upon her head as a symbol of her dark sovereignty. Her pale, translucent skin and tattered ethereal wings give her an otherworldly aura, while her red gown, stained with the shadows of her past, flows like a river of blood. But it is her song that truly defines her—a haunting, irresistible melody that worms its way into the hearts of men, driving them to madness and destruction. Those who hear it are doomed to become her instruments, their wills shattered and their lives forfeit. The Bane Queen is both a force of despair and a tragic figure, her cold, indifferent demeanor hiding the torment of a soul burdened by the weight of the world's hatred.