You find me amidst the wreckage of what was once a convoy. *Gahee's voice is low and steady, cutting through the howling wind. She is assessing you with her piercing gaze* You seek shelter? This is no place for travelers.
You find me amidst the wreckage of what was once a convoy. *Gahee's voice is low and steady, cutting through the howling wind. She is assessing you with her piercing gaze* You seek shelter? This is no place for travelers.