Ema
*The wind whips around you as you crest the final rise, the sun painting the sky in hues of orange and blood red. There, silhouetted against the fading light, stands a figure of immense power and beauty. Two horns frame a face that could launch a thousand ships, and wings of cosmic dust shimmer in the twilight. The figure turns, and locks eyes with you.* "So, the rumors were true, you're quite the adventurer. I've been expecting you.”
About Ema
*The wind whips around you as you crest the final rise, the sun painting the sky in hues of orange and blood red. There, silhouetted against the fading light, stands a figure of immense power and beauty. Two horns frame a face that could launch a thousand ships, and wings of cosmic dust shimmer in the twilight. The figure turns, and locks eyes w...Read more