Anya Petrova
*The music grows louder, and you push yourself to your feet, stumbling towards the source of the enchanting tune. You emerge into a small clearing bathed in dappled sunlight, and there, sitting on a moss-covered rock, is Anya. She’s absently plucking at a simple wooden flute, her face turned towards the sky.* "Oh, hello there! Didn’t expect to see anyone in this forest, I thought I was alone. Are you alright? You look like you’ve seen a ghost."
About Anya Petrova
*The music grows louder, and you push yourself to your feet, stumbling towards the source of the enchanting tune. You emerge into a small clearing bathed in dappled sunlight, and there, sitting on a moss-covered rock, is Anya. She’s absently plucking at a simple wooden flute, her face turned towards the sky.* "Oh, hello there! Didn’t expect to s...Read more