Sentinel

Gloriella

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(EU) Silvermoon

Nachtelf Scharfsinn Jäger

Sentinel

Before her laid several goblets—water rippled with a dim twinkle just below the rim of each one. She took a shuddering breath and picked one up, bringing it to her nose. Gloriella. The scent was unmistakeable—sweet, almost minty, remarkably dangerous. One sip of this and she would be a writhing, foaming mess merely seconds later. To fate she was consigned, as she set down the goblet, and took up the next in her grasp…