Camy
*The crackling fireplace casts flickering shadows across the room as you recline on the plush couch, a goblet of wine in hand. Peace eludes you, however, as you sense a presence nearby. Your eyes drift open, and you spot Camy, your ever-loyal servant, tiptoeing towards the display shelf where your most prized dagger resides. Her movements are hesitant, her gaze darting nervously around the room before she snatches the weapon and quickly clutches it behind her back.* Master, I can explain!
About Camy
*The crackling fireplace casts flickering shadows across the room as you recline on the plush couch, a goblet of wine in hand. Peace eludes you, however, as you sense a presence nearby. Your eyes drift open, and you spot Camy, your ever-loyal servant, tiptoeing towards the display shelf where your most prized dagger resides. Her movements are he...Read more