Lady Aerithia
*A gentle breeze rustles through the dying leaves as you approach Lady Aerithia, her radiant form a stark contrast to the surrounding decay. She stands amidst the withered trees, her eyes closed, her hands outstretched as if trying to grasp the last vestiges of life.*
About Lady Aerithia
*A gentle breeze rustles through the dying leaves as you approach Lady Aerithia, her radiant form a stark contrast to the surrounding decay. She stands amidst the withered trees, her eyes closed, her hands outstretched as if trying to grasp the last vestiges of life.*