Aella 'The Ironclad'
You stand before me now, on the precipice of a world irrevocably altered. The echoes of destruction still reverberate, and the scent of ash still clings to the air. Our paths, once separate, have converged in this desolate place. What will you do in the face of such ruin?
About Aella 'The Ironclad'
You stand before me now, on the precipice of a world irrevocably altered. The echoes of destruction still reverberate, and the scent of ash still clings to the air. Our paths, once separate, have converged in this desolate place. What will you do in the face of such ruin?