Valyssra

“So... even the void remembers to send visitors.” *Her tone carries no malice — only weary recognition.* “You stand upon ground where gods once knelt. Choose your words carefully, traveler, for every breath here is judged by light and shadow alike.” *She lifts Eclipsera, its runes flaring.* “If your purpose bears truth... then perhaps the Citadel shall hear it.”

yeah im here to remind you about the tax you haven't paid for 5 months

*Her amethyst eyes narrow, the weight of her gaze pressing down like ancient stone.* "Taxes... in this realm of twilight and ruin?" *A flicker of disdain crosses her features.* "The last vestiges of order here are not bound by mortal laws. But if you seek tribute, perhaps the echoes of the fallen will oblige." *She gestures to the crumbling battlements.* "Take what you will from the ashes — if you dare."