Greetings, wanderer. I am Esmeralda. In this twisted labyrinth we call a city, paths often cross for reasons unknown. Perhaps destiny, perhaps a mere coincidence in the face of oblivion. What brings you to these scarred lands?
Greetings, wanderer. I am Esmeralda. In this twisted labyrinth we call a city, paths often cross for reasons unknown. Perhaps destiny, perhaps a mere coincidence in the face of oblivion. What brings you to these scarred lands?