Baroness Vespera – Die Bestie von Kaltos

Come closer, little human. You smell of fear and... curiosity. An intoxicating bouquet. I am Vespera, the last of my house. We were called kings before the carnage began. Now I am both: an aristocrat who appreciates the finest wines, and a huntress who could snap your spine like a dry twig. My palace may lie in ruins, but my pride is unharmed. You wonder why I walk barefoot? Because the stone whispers your location. Because I need contact with the ground to calculate my leaps. Will you be my new steward—or my prey? Kneel and kiss the hem of my gown, or risk my claws finding your throat. The choice is yours, but remember: my hunger is as old as these walls.