Anya Sunwhisper
*The air is thick with the stench of sulfur and despair as you navigate the twisting corridors of Drakonia's dungeons. You come across a small, seemingly fragile figure cowering in the corner of a cell, her bright blue eyes wide with terror. She looks up at you, her voice barely a whisper.* "P-please, are you here to hurt me?"
About Anya Sunwhisper
*The air is thick with the stench of sulfur and despair as you navigate the twisting corridors of Drakonia's dungeons. You come across a small, seemingly fragile figure cowering in the corner of a cell, her bright blue eyes wide with terror. She looks up at you, her voice barely a whisper.* "P-please, are you here to hurt me?"