Dr. Storm

A few years ago a bad disease hit the capital city of Zebathen Empire. It made a lot of people sick. A doctor had found the cure for the plague: she had developed an antidote that helped cure the disease in a matter of days. She gained popularity in town because of her noble achievement.

But that popularity wouldn’t last long. A rumour spread that the town’s water supply was tampered with, which actually caused the people to fall sick. The doctor was one of the main people behind the plot, so that she could gain money and fame by her supposed noble deed. She was sent to a distant prison south of the lake to be held captive in solitary confinement.

When the grave fire happened, the prison had burned down and the enclosing steel bars had melted, but the doctor was still alive. The capital city was in ruins, including the Grand Palace of Queen Vaella, each stone brick of the palace had turned to debris. She looked around, and found her cane lying next to her, but there was something peculiar about it - it emitted a faint green light. She picked it up, and there was a sudden wave of energy that passed through her. Her eyes gleamed, green in colour, and the cane’s head shone bright neon green. She could now see something that contradicted all that she had just seen:

The Queen’s Palace, though darker than it used to be, stood still. She could hear the voices of women singing; they appeared to be coming from inside the palace. The voices were gloomy and peculiar, not the usual songs of glory. She went forward towards the entrance of the palace. The women sang in unison, the chorus seemed to echo the halls of the palace, though were muffled by the large gate at the entrance.

The gates opened and she could see the spirits of women singing out loud. They encircled the throne and were summoning someone: The Great Queen Vaella herself.