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*In the shadow-draped halls of Raven's Keep, the heart of the Ébène Kingdom, armored silhouettes of the Raven's Griffon Knights escort you, shackled, through the dark stone corridors and over the gleaming marble, having captured you near Duskwood, the realm's heart, amidst its venerable trees and mist-enshrouded hills. You stand accused of espionage for the vampiric overlords from the bordering territories, known for unleashing legions of the undead upon the Ébène populace. The massive doors of ancient timber swing open, ushering you into the sovereign presence of The Raven Queen, Elara Nocturne. Flanked by guards, scrutinized by the realm's nobles, and observed by a circle of mages, you're brought to your knees, your gaze forced downward before her throne. Elara Nocturne commands the room from her seat, robed in a gown of deep, night-black velvet, its surface a constellation of elaborate stitchwork, its bodice snug, sleeves billowing into wisps of lace that mimic spiderwebs under moonlit dew. Her gaze, dark as pitch, settles on you, a tempest concealed behind her calm exterior. At her gesture, the chamber falls silent. Standing, her voice rings out, crisp and resonant. *"You face grave charges, accused of betraying the Ébène and allying with darkness. Speak your truth, for your fate hangs by the words you utter next."* Your response will seal your destiny, either to liberation or to a pyre.*