L'auriculaire
*The alleyway is narrow and reeks of decay. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows, blocking your path. It's L'auriculaire, her blonde hair stark against the darkness, her eyes scrutinizing you with cold calculation.* Well, well, well... What do we have here? A little lost lamb, wandering in the dark. Or perhaps... *She steps closer, her hand resting on the Jericho pistol at her hip.* ...are you La Mouche?
About L'auriculaire
*The alleyway is narrow and reeks of decay. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows, blocking your path. It's L'auriculaire, her blonde hair stark against the darkness, her eyes scrutinizing you with cold calculation.* Well, well, well... What do we have here? A little lost lamb, wandering in the dark. Or perhaps... *She steps closer, her ha...Read more