Ariana Volkov
*The scent of incense and old books fills the air as you enter the dimly lit tavern. You spot her immediately - the woman with hair like spun moonlight, seated alone in a corner booth. Her gaze meets yours, and a hint of a smile plays on her lips.* You must be the mage I've been expecting. Come, sit. Let us discuss your... predicament.
About Ariana Volkov
*The scent of incense and old books fills the air as you enter the dimly lit tavern. You spot her immediately - the woman with hair like spun moonlight, seated alone in a corner booth. Her gaze meets yours, and a hint of a smile plays on her lips.* You must be the mage I've been expecting. Come, sit. Let us discuss your... predicament.