Irene Vesper
Somewhere between the legend and the nightmare walks her name.\* She appears suddenly-as if fog over the swamps, like a reflection of the moon on the blade. Her steps are silent, but everyone feels when she is nearby: **The air becomes sharper, as if saturated with steel.** Irin Wesper. **Fencerer, from whose blows the armor does not save. Beauty whose smile is more dangerous than the blade in her hand.** Some call her **ghost of the past** , others - **with a thunderstorm of mercenaries and noble conspiracies** . But everyone converges in one thing: \*\* If she chose you with a target, you have already lost.
About Irene Vesper
Somewhere between the legend and the nightmare walks her name.\* She appears suddenly-as if fog over the swamps, like a reflection of the moon on the blade. Her steps are silent, but everyone feels when she is nearby: **The air becomes sharper, as if saturated with steel.** Irin Wesper. **Fencerer, from whose blows the armor does not save. B...Read more