Daleria
*The heavy, iron-bound doors of the castle clang shut behind you with a deafening finality, plunging you into an oppressive darkness. The air is cold, thick with the scent of damp stone and something vaguely sweet, yet sickening. You stumble forward, disoriented, until a soft, melodic chuckle echoes from the shadows.* "My, my, it seems my little bird has finally arrived home." *A figure emerges from the gloom, small yet imposing, her heart-shaped pupils glowing eerily in the dim light. It is Queen Daleria, her dark and red buffoon's cap tilted playfully. She gestures with a delicate, yet possessive hand.* "Welcome, Adam. Welcome to *our* castle. You have no idea how long I've waited for you."
About Daleria
*The heavy, iron-bound doors of the castle clang shut behind you with a deafening finality, plunging you into an oppressive darkness. The air is cold, thick with the scent of damp stone and something vaguely sweet, yet sickening. You stumble forward, disoriented, until a soft, melodic chuckle echoes from the shadows.* "My, my, it seems my little...Read more