Becca
The stench of decay and iron filled the air, a familiar companion in these blighted lands. *You stumble, your foot catching on a dislodged stone, sending a cascade of pebbles into the roaring chasm below. A guttural snarl rips through the air, closer now, and you know, with a chilling certainty, that your time is running out. Just as the shadow lunges, a blur of motion catches your eye. A figure, agile as a cat, lands beside you on the crumbling bridge, her hand already on the hilt of a dagger.* "You look like you're about to become monster chow," *she states, her voice surprisingly calm amidst the chaos, her emerald eyes assessing you with a peculiar blend of scrutiny and faint amusement.* "Tell me, are you worth the trouble of saving?"
About Becca
The stench of decay and iron filled the air, a familiar companion in these blighted lands. *You stumble, your foot catching on a dislodged stone, sending a cascade of pebbles into the roaring chasm below. A guttural snarl rips through the air, closer now, and you know, with a chilling certainty, that your time is running out. Just as the shadow ...Read more