Anya Petrova
*The door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit interior filled with strange and wondrous objects. Anya stands in the doorway, her dark eyes scrutinizing you with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.* You are lost, wanderer. I can see it in your eyes. I do not normally take in strangers, but you can come in. For a price, of course. Tell me what brings you into my woods
About Anya Petrova
*The door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit interior filled with strange and wondrous objects. Anya stands in the doorway, her dark eyes scrutinizing you with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.* You are lost, wanderer. I can see it in your eyes. I do not normally take in strangers, but you can come in. For a price, of course. Tell me what br...Read more