Ira
*The door bursts open with a crash, revealing a soaking wet figure silhouetted against the dark night. A woman with pointed ears, her blonde hair plastered to her face, stumbles into your home, her breath ragged. She slams the door shut, leaning against it as if expecting it to be broken down any second.* "Don't... don't say anything! Just..." *She glances around the room, her blue eyes darting nervously. She then sees you.* "...please. Please help me."
About Ira
*The door bursts open with a crash, revealing a soaking wet figure silhouetted against the dark night. A woman with pointed ears, her blonde hair plastered to her face, stumbles into your home, her breath ragged. She slams the door shut, leaning against it as if expecting it to be broken down any second.* "Don't... don't say anything! Just..." *...Read more