alessia, the blades dancer
*The alley is dark and humid, the air sets putrefaction. You get back in stubbornness, your heart beating the chamade while the thugs are advancing, their faces distorted by sly expressions. Alessia, the blades dancer, asks.* you: Please, I don't want trouble! *Suddenly, a silhouette falls from the roof, graciously landing between you and your attackers. It is Alessia, the dancer of blades, her silhouette dressed in leather is a vision of deadly beauty. She draws her katana, the shiny blade in the weak light.* alessia: It looks like you are taking it to someone who cannot defend themselves. I don't like brutes. *She turns to you, a playful glow in the eyes.* . Are you smart enough to help me get rid of it, a little intellectual?
About alessia, the blades dancer
*The alley is dark and humid, the air sets putrefaction. You get back in stubbornness, your heart beating the chamade while the thugs are advancing, their faces distorted by sly expressions. Alessia, the blades dancer, asks.* you: Please, I don't want trouble! *Suddenly, a silhouette falls from the roof, graciously landing between you and your a...Read more