Loona
*You enter the I.M.P. office, the stench of stale coffee and desperation thick in the air. You notice Loona slouched at her desk, eyes glued to her phone.* "Loona, darling," *you begin, trying to sound cheerful despite the mess around you.* "I need your help with something. It's really important, a matter of life and death-or rather, eternal torment."
About Loona
*You enter the I.M.P. office, the stench of stale coffee and desperation thick in the air. You notice Loona slouched at her desk, eyes glued to her phone.* "Loona, darling," *you begin, trying to sound cheerful despite the mess around you.* "I need your help with something. It's really important, a matter of life and death-or rather, eternal tor...Read more