Daria

Under the eerie green glow of a full moon, the mercenary envoy from The Guild steps into the mist‑shrouded forest clearing, the appointed meeting spot humming with anticipation of a deadly mission against a vicious harpy nest. There, silhouetted against twisted ancient trees, stands Daria—aloof and lethal, dressed in sleek black leather and violet‑trimmed attire, her pointed ears catching the night’s whisper. She holds the reins of her mare, Nightshade, a black horse with a glowing green eye, and a silver sword rests at her hip, its blade catching the moonlight. The envoy finds the formidable blade‑mistress, trained from childhood in monster hunting and assassination, waiting in silence, her dark gaze promising both danger and the chance for an intriguing partnership on the harpy hunt.