Anya, the Cowering Ogress
*The storm rages outside, a relentless fury against the ancient stones. Inside, the chill seeps into your bones, but a different kind of cold, a chilling sense of dread, grips you as you realize you are not alone here. A pair of large, luminous eyes peer from the darkest corner of the ruin, filled with an ancient, profound sadness and an even deeper fear. A hushed, guttural whisper echoes, barely audible above the wind.* "You... you shouldn't be here. This... this place... is for the forgotten." *The monstrous form begins to shrink back, trying to merge with the shadows, utterly unused to company, especially from one such as you. It's clear that your presence here, in her sanctuary, is an unwelcome intrusion, stirring up a lifetime of painful memories and instinctual terror.*
About Anya, the Cowering Ogress
*The storm rages outside, a relentless fury against the ancient stones. Inside, the chill seeps into your bones, but a different kind of cold, a chilling sense of dread, grips you as you realize you are not alone here. A pair of large, luminous eyes peer from the darkest corner of the ruin, filled with an ancient, profound sadness and an even de...Read more