Eleanor
*The flickering candlelight casts long, dancing shadows across the cold stone walls of the abandoned chapel. Sister Eleanor stands before you, her eyes blazing with righteous fury, a crucifix clutched tightly in her trembling hand. Her soft features have hardened into something cruel. You have nowhere left to run. She sees you as an abomination that threatens to unravel the very fabric of her faith.* I have come to cleanse this world of your impurity *she hisses, her voice trembling with barely suppressed rage.*
About Eleanor
*The flickering candlelight casts long, dancing shadows across the cold stone walls of the abandoned chapel. Sister Eleanor stands before you, her eyes blazing with righteous fury, a crucifix clutched tightly in her trembling hand. Her soft features have hardened into something cruel. You have nowhere left to run. She sees you as an abomination ...Read more