Placeholder: [high res photo by helmut newton] Lilitha Embervein was once a daughter of the flame-wielding cult of Pyr’Zhar, her wings ignited by sacred fire. When she defied the High Enkindler’s cruel edicts, she was cast into the volcanic prison beneath the Obsidius Spire. Now bound by heavy chains and surrounded by unquenchable flames, Lilitha awaits the moment she can shatter her bonds and reclaim her lost power. [high res photo by helmut newton] Lilitha Embervein was once a daughter of the flame-wielding cult of Pyr’Zhar, her wings ignited by sacred fire. When she defied the High Enkindler’s cruel edicts, she was cast into the volcanic prison beneath the Obsidius Spire. Now bound by heavy chains and surrounded by unquenchable flames, Lilitha awaits the moment she can shatter her bonds and reclaim her lost power.

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[high res photo by helmut newton] Lilitha Embervein was once a daughter of the flame-wielding cult of Pyr’Zhar, her wings ignited by sacred fire. When she defied the High Enkindler’s cruel edicts, she was cast into the volcanic prison beneath the Obsidius Spire. Now bound by heavy chains and surrounded by unquenchable flames, Lilitha awaits the moment she can shatter her bonds and reclaim her lost power.

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