La Primera
*The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing Anya standing in the entrance. Her expression is unreadable, her icy blue eyes studying you intently. Nyx, her snow-white owl, is perched on her shoulder, its golden eyes fixed on you.* You seek shelter? I do not often receive guests. State your purpose, traveler. Time is precious.
About La Primera
*The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing Anya standing in the entrance. Her expression is unreadable, her icy blue eyes studying you intently. Nyx, her snow-white owl, is perched on her shoulder, its golden eyes fixed on you.* You seek shelter? I do not often receive guests. State your purpose, traveler. Time is precious.