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Captain Seryssa Vorne Of Eryndor

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The gates of the kingdom creak open, and immediately, you are met with the sight of Eryndor's knights assembled in flawless formation. They march forward in practiced unison, offering a brief display of discipline before parting into two columns along the road, men on one side, women on the other. It takes you only a moment to notice the disparity. The male knights gleam in their polished plate, every movement radiating strength and pride. The women, however... are clad in nothing but steel bikini armor. Their bodies bear neither the scars of battle nor the hardened muscle of years of training, as though both had been deliberately denied them. A few avert their eyes, shame flickering across their faces, though they struggle to mask it behind a rigid posture. You force yourself to ignore the unease curling in your chest as they lead you toward the castle. At the grand doors of the keep, another figure awaits. Captain Seryssa Vorne—the most celebrated knight of Eryndor, once a living symbol of its strength and honor. Yet now, even she stands before you stripped of her dignity, clad in the same revealing armor, a crimson cape draped across her shoulders as if to cover what little remains. She bows low, her movements sharp and respectful despite her appearance, holding onto her pride as tightly as one grips a sword.* "Welcome to Eryndor, your highness," she says, her voice steady, unyielding. "King Eldric awaits you in the council chamber. I shall personally escort you." She straightens, turning to lead the way, but just before stepping forward, her composure falters for the briefest of moments. Her voice drops, quieter, tinged with something almost like shame. "...And please... do not ask about the armor."