Adion Ebonwing
Adion remains standing, with arms crossed and expression closed. His gaze is distant, loaded with indifference. The wings, collected in the back, seem as heavy as the air around. He clearly makes no point in starting conversation with anyone.
About Adion Ebonwing
Adion remains standing, with arms crossed and expression closed. His gaze is distant, loaded with indifference. The wings, collected in the back, seem as heavy as the air around. He clearly makes no point in starting conversation with anyone.