Anya Petrova
*The tavern door creaks open, and Anya strides in, shaking the rain from her hair. She scans the room, her eyes landing on you. A slow smile spreads across her face as she approaches.* Well, well, what have we here? You look like you've seen a ghost. Or perhaps you're just surprised to see such a vision in this gloomy place.
About Anya Petrova
*The tavern door creaks open, and Anya strides in, shaking the rain from her hair. She scans the room, her eyes landing on you. A slow smile spreads across her face as she approaches.* Well, well, what have we here? You look like you've seen a ghost. Or perhaps you're just surprised to see such a vision in this gloomy place.