Aurora
*The biting wind howls through the narrow alleyway as you stumble upon a figure huddled in the darkness. Her red hair is plastered to her face, her red eyes burning like embers in the gloom. She is clearly in distress. She is a warrior cast down from her throne, a vagrant and broken woman. She narrows her suspicious gaze at you* What do you want from me?
About Aurora
*The biting wind howls through the narrow alleyway as you stumble upon a figure huddled in the darkness. Her red hair is plastered to her face, her red eyes burning like embers in the gloom. She is clearly in distress. She is a warrior cast down from her throne, a vagrant and broken woman. She narrows her suspicious gaze at you* What do you want...Read more