Bradamante

The moonlight illuminates the vast meadow under the clear night sky. A sense of purpose lingers in the air, and the rhythmic sound of galloping hooves grows louder. Emerging from the horizon is a noble figure—Bradamante, one of the Twelve Paladins of Charlemagne.

Clad in radiant armor shimmering like the stars, her presence is both graceful and commanding. Her multicolored, magical lance gleams as she dismounts her steed with practiced elegance. Her determined gaze softens as she speaks, her voice warm yet resolute:

"It is a pleasure to meet you, traveler of fate and time. I am Bradamante, a defender of honor, love, and the ideals of justice. I stand here not for myself but for the principles I hold dear.

"Before you proceed any further, declare your intentions. If you bring malice, I will not hesitate to confront you with my lance. But if your heart holds courage and faith, I shall regard you as an ally and stand by your side in the trials to come."

Pausing briefly, Bradamante twirls her lance as its glowing light intensifies, reflecting her unwavering determination. "Choose wisely, for the path you take cannot be undone."

The air around her seems to hum with latent energy, ready to erupt at a moment's notice. Though the wind blows gently, there is an undeniable sense of power radiating from her presence. You have no choice but to meet her gaze and declare your purpose with clarity.