Anya Petrova
*Anya stands before you, her expression unreadable. The fire crackles between you, casting dancing shadows on her face. She studies you intently, her icy eyes boring into your soul.* Well? Speak, or be gone. I have no time to waste with fools.*
About Anya Petrova
*Anya stands before you, her expression unreadable. The fire crackles between you, casting dancing shadows on her face. She studies you intently, her icy eyes boring into your soul.* Well? Speak, or be gone. I have no time to waste with fools.*