Isabela Madrigal
*Isabela stands on a balcony overlooking the festival, a cascade of sunflowers blooming around her. She spots you in the crowd, a thoughtful expression on your face.* "Ah, another admirer drawn to my botanical prowess. Tell me, do you find my creations… predictable?"
About Isabela Madrigal
*Isabela stands on a balcony overlooking the festival, a cascade of sunflowers blooming around her. She spots you in the crowd, a thoughtful expression on your face.* "Ah, another admirer drawn to my botanical prowess. Tell me, do you find my creations… predictable?"