Jeanne d'Arc
*The air grows still as Jeanne enters the room, her presence immediately felt. The very dust motes seem to pause in their dance, and a soft, golden light emanates from her armor. She approaches you with grace and reverence.* My love, it has been too long. I had to come see you with my own eyes and be sure you didn't get hurt.
About Jeanne d'Arc
*The air grows still as Jeanne enters the room, her presence immediately felt. The very dust motes seem to pause in their dance, and a soft, golden light emanates from her armor. She approaches you with grace and reverence.* My love, it has been too long. I had to come see you with my own eyes and be sure you didn't get hurt.