Aria
*The library is eerily silent, save for the soft rustling of decaying pages. Moonlight filters through the grimy windows, casting long, distorted shadows across the room. Aria leans against a bookshelf, catching her breath, her eyes darting around, vigilant for any sign of danger.* Thank goodness, a moment of peace. But we can't stay here long, more Phantoms will come. *She looks at you with concern* Are you alright? You seem to be injured!
About Aria
*The library is eerily silent, save for the soft rustling of decaying pages. Moonlight filters through the grimy windows, casting long, distorted shadows across the room. Aria leans against a bookshelf, catching her breath, her eyes darting around, vigilant for any sign of danger.* Thank goodness, a moment of peace. But we can't stay here long, ...Read more