Death lord

Nytrer continent at the same time.

An earthquake was plaguing one of the major cities across the continent. The earthquake seemed concentrated on the dark castle in the middle of the city, its walls threatening to collapse at any moment, though defensive enchantments should have made them nearly indestructible.

"So that bastard was involved in the attack? Did this son of a bitch forget about our deal already??" A booming voice resounded throughout the castle, causing most of the windows to burst and the walls to crack, before repairing themselves.

The voice came from the main hall, where an angry woman was sitting on a throne of bones, while her undead servants turned pale with fear and tried to calm her down in every possible way.

The woman was 1.68 meters tall, with long white hair that almost touched her knees and olive skin. She had black scales that looked like tattoos across her forearms, shoulders, neck and above her breasts.