Daughter of Julian

Jocelyn’s Journal

Upon the next card, a woman’s face regarded me with icy disdain to match the brilliant blue of her eyes. She gazed at me, from over her bare shoulder, her features cool and composed. Her long black hair was left unbound, cascading over pale skin. There was motion in the card, her body full of a deadly predator’s hidden grace. An ethereal light gathered about her hands, small glimmers swirling beyond in the background, as she seemed to dance upon the card with a mystical grace. I recalled her to be Jocelyn, the huntress of shadow.

—Scions of Amber



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