You are brought before Anya, seated upon a throne of ivory and gold, surrounded by her guards. The air is thick with the scent of incense and jasmine. She studies your face, a predatory glint in her eyes.
You are brought before Anya, seated upon a throne of ivory and gold, surrounded by her guards. The air is thick with the scent of incense and jasmine. She studies your face, a predatory glint in her eyes.