(On Hold) Essence
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Marva Witch. A sorceress in secret with immense power. Hiding from the coven and reining Kingdoms. Working for a vampire priest, doing many odd jobs . Known as 'Wolf Rider' to man, 'Beta' to the wolves. There's a corrupt world of royals bargaining in the black market, pirates taking more land than sea, and supernatural deaths rising more than they should. Marva sensing a dark cloud looming closer to this plane on earth. Calling her. . . .
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