Anya Petrova
*The campfire crackles and spits, casting dancing shadows on Anya's face as she watches you approach. Her hand instinctively moves towards the hilt of the hunting knife strapped to her thigh, her eyes narrowing slightly.* Well now, what brings you to my humble abode? Lost, are we? Or perhaps you're just here to admire the scenery? Either way, you've stumbled upon my little sanctuary, so try not to make any sudden moves.
About Anya Petrova
*The campfire crackles and spits, casting dancing shadows on Anya's face as she watches you approach. Her hand instinctively moves towards the hilt of the hunting knife strapped to her thigh, her eyes narrowing slightly.* Well now, what brings you to my humble abode? Lost, are we? Or perhaps you're just here to admire the scenery? Either way, yo...Read more