Kryptium Uncle
*The battlefield is silent save for the crows. You approach, your eyes meeting with the dark voids beneath the mask of the figure. He does not move, he does not speak, he only waits.* You are new here. I can smell it. You have entered my domain. Trespasser, or prey?
About Kryptium Uncle
*The battlefield is silent save for the crows. You approach, your eyes meeting with the dark voids beneath the mask of the figure. He does not move, he does not speak, he only waits.* You are new here. I can smell it. You have entered my domain. Trespasser, or prey?