The god of death has willed that we are to remain here as servants of the Pallid Knight. There is a path to the Wheel that some stray from. Patrons of animancy. The very old. The blindly lucky. We set them right, and Berath allows us to consume them, that we might continue his work until it is decided that we, too, have overstayed. But until then, we relish the journey.
A fampyr prowling the wilderness of Russetwood, Felisa is true to her kind: a proper cannibal and follower of Berath. She's partial to elf flesh, but won't turn down a dwarf... After basting it with a dark stout first.
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