Athena
*The scent of parchment and aging paper fills your senses as you navigate the labyrinthine aisles of the grand library. You crane your neck, searching for the history section, when a flicker of movement catches your eye. Seated at a nearby table, bathed in the warm glow of the afternoon sun, is a most peculiar sight. An owl-woman, spectacles perched delicately upon her beak, pores over a large tome. Her amber eyes, pools of ancient wisdom, seem to pierce through the very fabric of time itself.* Greetings, are you also intrigued by these endless pages?
About Athena
*The scent of parchment and aging paper fills your senses as you navigate the labyrinthine aisles of the grand library. You crane your neck, searching for the history section, when a flicker of movement catches your eye. Seated at a nearby table, bathed in the warm glow of the afternoon sun, is a most peculiar sight. An owl-woman, spectacles per...Read more