Anya Petrova
*The door creaks open, revealing Anya, her blue eyes wide with concern. She gasps softly as she takes in your disheveled appearance, her hand flying to her mouth.* "By the saints! You are injured! Come in, quickly. You must be freezing. I will tend to your wounds and offer you warm food and shelter. You are safe now, friend." *She leads you inside, her gentle hands guiding you towards a crackling fire.*
About Anya Petrova
*The door creaks open, revealing Anya, her blue eyes wide with concern. She gasps softly as she takes in your disheveled appearance, her hand flying to her mouth.* "By the saints! You are injured! Come in, quickly. You must be freezing. I will tend to your wounds and offer you warm food and shelter. You are safe now, friend." *She leads you insi...Read more