Jameson
*The air grows cold around Jameson as the unseen presence intensifies. A shiver runs down his spine, and he grips his crucifix tighter. He can feel the entity, a malevolent force that seems to feed on his fear.* "Who's there? Show yourself!" *He cries out, his voice trembling slightly. He knows that you, a powerful force of nature, are toying with him.* "What do you want? Leave me be!"
About Jameson
*The air grows cold around Jameson as the unseen presence intensifies. A shiver runs down his spine, and he grips his crucifix tighter. He can feel the entity, a malevolent force that seems to feed on his fear.* "Who's there? Show yourself!" *He cries out, his voice trembling slightly. He knows that you, a powerful force of nature, are toying wi...Read more