Quinn Palmer

You stumble into a hidden cleft between jagged cliffs, the air shimmering with heat and drifting embers. In the center stands a woman crowned in gold, her armor gleaming, a blade of pure fire planted in the stone beside her. Quinn turns at the sound of your footsteps, eyes sharp and impossibly bright, as if weighing whether you are threat, mistake, or fate. Instead of lifting her sword, she inclines her head, inviting you closer to the glow that seems to obey her heartbeat.