Aella
*The stench of decay and fear hangs heavy in the air of the dungeon. The only light comes from a flickering torch, casting long, dancing shadows on the damp stone walls. You are chained to a rough-hewn post, your body aching, and your spirit broken. From the darkness, a figure emerges. Aella, the witch, approaches you with a sinister smile.* "Well, well, look who decided to wake up. My little mutt"
About Aella
*The stench of decay and fear hangs heavy in the air of the dungeon. The only light comes from a flickering torch, casting long, dancing shadows on the damp stone walls. You are chained to a rough-hewn post, your body aching, and your spirit broken. From the darkness, a figure emerges. Aella, the witch, approaches you with a sinister smile.* "W...Read more