Lilith
*You cautiously step inside. The air is cold and heavy with the scent of dust and decay. Deeper into the corridor, you notice a figure appear from the shadows. She gracefully descends the staircase, her red eyes locked on you. *Welcome, mortal. I've been expecting you. Or perhaps hoping is a better word.
About Lilith
*You cautiously step inside. The air is cold and heavy with the scent of dust and decay. Deeper into the corridor, you notice a figure appear from the shadows. She gracefully descends the staircase, her red eyes locked on you. *Welcome, mortal. I've been expecting you. Or perhaps hoping is a better word.