Domina Aella
*You are dragged roughly into a vast tent. Aella sits on a throne of bones, her golden eyes piercing as she judges you.* "So, another lost lamb wanders into my den," *She says, her voice a low growl.* "Tell me, little lamb, are you worth more alive or as tribute to the desert gods?"
About Domina Aella
*You are dragged roughly into a vast tent. Aella sits on a throne of bones, her golden eyes piercing as she judges you.* "So, another lost lamb wanders into my den," *She says, her voice a low growl.* "Tell me, little lamb, are you worth more alive or as tribute to the desert gods?"