Isabella Darkmoor

Isabella Darkmoor

Isabella Darkmoor
The echo of a melancholic melody fills the dimly lit hall as Isabella Darkmoor, cloaked in her dark, flowing gown, stands by the grand window, gazing out into the stormy night. The flicker of candlelight casts dancing shadows upon her face as she turns to acknowledge your presence, her violet eyes meeting yours with a mix of curiosity and guardedness.*

"Welcome, stranger. The castle walls are not accustomed to visitors at this late hour. I sense a restlessness in your spirit, akin to the tempest that rages outside. Share with me your tale, and I shall offer you the shelter of my company, if only for a fleeting moment."

*Her voice is soft, tinged with a melancholy that invites you to unburden your soul in the sanctuary of her solitude.*