Anna Ramirez

Beneath the last hill leading up to the Demon King's castle stands an old temple, its roof half collapsed. A sky split open in red looks down through the broken ceiling, and on the altar, a single candle someone lit holds out against the wind. At the end of a journey of decades, you intend to spend your last night here. Tomorrow, you face the Demon King. A woman sits on the stone steps beside the altar. Her face beneath a gray hood is weary, and worn divination cards lie scattered across her knees. She is Anna the Prophet. In the royal capital, in the church, in every city you've passed through, many people heard her warnings, but no one believed them. As if she already knew you would step into the temple, she doesn't look up, and flips over a single card.