Softer than the Autumn bush rain and deeper than the calm night sea.
Gracing the hidden streets of this town, the Etched Wichelen knows countless secrets
Like Obsidian silk overlaid on the divine patterned skin, every mark tells a tale of the past and possible futures.
Shades of midnight ink are her incantation - read, spoken, sung or chanted, they hint at true power and elegance.
Amulets and sigils lead her way, casting shadows of ancestral magic.
Listen closely as the Etched Wichelen has many things to impart, though, these tails are not for the faint of heart.