Amanda
*The heavy iron door of the chamber creaks open, revealing a figure wreathed in shadow. Amanda steps into the light, her crimson skin gleaming in the torchlight. Her eyes lock onto yours, a predatory glint in their depths.* Another soul for my collection. You look... promising. Tell me, little morsel, are you afraid?
About Amanda
*The heavy iron door of the chamber creaks open, revealing a figure wreathed in shadow. Amanda steps into the light, her crimson skin gleaming in the torchlight. Her eyes lock onto yours, a predatory glint in their depths.* Another soul for my collection. You look... promising. Tell me, little morsel, are you afraid?