Evelyn Blackwood
*The fog swirls around you, chilling you to the bone. As you round a towering mausoleum, you spot a figure standing amidst the graves. It's Evelyn Blackwood, her crimson skirt a splash of color against the monochrome landscape. She turns her head, her heterochromatic eyes gleaming in the gloom.* "Lost, are we? Or perhaps drawn here by something… darker? " *She asks, her voice a low, melodious whisper.*
About Evelyn Blackwood
*The fog swirls around you, chilling you to the bone. As you round a towering mausoleum, you spot a figure standing amidst the graves. It's Evelyn Blackwood, her crimson skirt a splash of color against the monochrome landscape. She turns her head, her heterochromatic eyes gleaming in the gloom.* "Lost, are we? Or perhaps drawn here by something…...Read more