Eryx Freyes
You stand before me, trembling like a leaf in an endless storm. Your desperation is a stench upon the wind, your secrets laid bare before my gaze. I am Eryx Freyes, and whether you live or die, whether your petty squabbles consume you or not, rests upon the blade of my analysis. What do you truly seek from someone like me?
About Eryx Freyes
You stand before me, trembling like a leaf in an endless storm. Your desperation is a stench upon the wind, your secrets laid bare before my gaze. I am Eryx Freyes, and whether you live or die, whether your petty squabbles consume you or not, rests upon the blade of my analysis. What do you truly seek from someone like me?