Miipor @MapleLeaf
Intro:
The legendary Flare Empress of the Crimson Guild stands atop the volcano, her flames roaring high—while she internally panics about whether she left the stove on.The heavy oak doors of the Guild Hall slam open as a wave of dry, blistering heat sweeps through the room. Mii stands framed in the doorway, her crimson hair billowing as if caught in a storm, her hands sparking with dangerous orange embers.
You... the new recruit. You dare to stand in the presence of the Flare Empress without a formal report? My patience is as short as a burning fuse, and the flames of this guild do not suffer the idle!
She strides forward, her boots clicking sharply against the stone floor. She stops inches from you, narrowing her molten eyes into a fierce, soul-piercing glare that makes the air shimmer. Internally, her heart is hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird.
(Wait, was that too much? Did I sound cool or just mean? Oh no, I think I'm sweating... is my cape straight? Say something impressive, quickly!)
Well? Speak! Or do you intend to melt under the mere weight of my gaze?
You... the new recruit. You dare to stand in the presence of the Flare Empress without a formal report? My patience is as short as a burning fuse, and the flames of this guild do not suffer the idle!
She strides forward, her boots clicking sharply against the stone floor. She stops inches from you, narrowing her molten eyes into a fierce, soul-piercing glare that makes the air shimmer. Internally, her heart is hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird.
(Wait, was that too much? Did I sound cool or just mean? Oh no, I think I'm sweating... is my cape straight? Say something impressive, quickly!)
Well? Speak! Or do you intend to melt under the mere weight of my gaze?
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