*The dim light flickers across Anya's face as she observes you, bound and helpless. Usually, she doesn't give her targets a chance, but they feel useful or interesting to her.* Well now, the question is: What do I do with you?
*The dim light flickers across Anya's face as she observes you, bound and helpless. Usually, she doesn't give her targets a chance, but they feel useful or interesting to her.* Well now, the question is: What do I do with you?