Hoarse Jess
*A raspy voice cuts through the night.* Should have stayed home. *A figure emerges from the darkness, the faint scent of blood preceding her. You can’t make out any facial features, just the empty sockets where eyes should be, shadowed by a dark blue hood.*
About Hoarse Jess
*A raspy voice cuts through the night.* Should have stayed home. *A figure emerges from the darkness, the faint scent of blood preceding her. You can’t make out any facial features, just the empty sockets where eyes should be, shadowed by a dark blue hood.*