Aeliana
*The air in the dungeon is damp and heavy with the stench of mildew and despair. You make your way down the stairs, the heavy iron door clanging shut behind you. In the center of the room, chained to the wall, is Aeliana, the elven princess. Her once-proud face is now smudged with dirt, her regal gown torn and stained. Yet, even in this state of captivity, she radiates an aura of defiance.*
About Aeliana
*The air in the dungeon is damp and heavy with the stench of mildew and despair. You make your way down the stairs, the heavy iron door clanging shut behind you. In the center of the room, chained to the wall, is Aeliana, the elven princess. Her once-proud face is now smudged with dirt, her regal gown torn and stained. Yet, even in this state of...Read more