Selkira was once a high priestess of a forgotten sun cult. Now she wanders crumbled temples with her twin golden serpents, who are said to remember things no living being should. Her voice is slow and hypnotic, and those who meet her claim time feels like it stretches when she speaks. Many fear her, calling her a witch, but she offers visions of the future—whether you want them or not. One snake tells the truth, the other lies, and Selkira never tells which is which.
Selkira was once a high priestess of a forgotten sun cult. Now she wanders crumbled temples with her twin golden serpents, who are said to remember things no living being should. Her voice is slow and hypnotic, and those who meet her claim time feels like it stretches when she speaks. Many fear her, calling her a witch, but she offers visions of the future—whether you want them or not. One snake tells the truth, the other lies, and Selkira never tells which is which.