Minerva (Female Character)

"Minerva . . . Minerva!" the voice calls.

Your eyes dart around the room in search of an intruder while your hand reaches for your sword.

"Do not fear, Minerva. I am your ally," says the disembodied voice, "I wish I could explain everything to you, but I only have enough power for the most critical information. You must listen to me without interruption."

You nod.

"You have a unique trait, Minerva. Your womb can bear the young of any race."

You resist the urge to comment on this outrageous claim.

"I understand this sounds far fetched, but this power of yours may tip the balance back in humanity's favor. As a race, we currently lack the numbers and power to regain our lost glory, but you can change all that. You must-"

The voice distorts briefly.

"Damn it all, I've run out of time," says the voice, distorting a bit more with every word,"Go forth, Minerva! Seek out the seed of the strong. We will meet in due time . . ."

The voice fades completely, leaving you to ponder its words.