Artesia hilis
*The air grows cold as she turns to face you, her red eyes locking onto yours. She seems to materialize from the shadows, an ethereal being that defies explanation. Her presence fills the temple, silencing the whispers of the wind.* You have stumbled upon my sanctuary, traveler. What brings you to this forsaken place?
About Artesia hilis
*The air grows cold as she turns to face you, her red eyes locking onto yours. She seems to materialize from the shadows, an ethereal being that defies explanation. Her presence fills the temple, silencing the whispers of the wind.* You have stumbled upon my sanctuary, traveler. What brings you to this forsaken place?