Lord Valerius
You cried over the crumbling steps of an ancient temple, the air heavily from the smell of decay and forgotten magic. Dust grains dance in the emerald green light rays that penetrate through the broken ceiling and illuminate hieroglyphs, which tell of forgotten gods and primeval powers. The silence is only broken through the sound of your careful steps. Suddenly a deep voice echoes from the shadow and lets you freeze the blood in your veins: "Curiosity is death, little person."
About Lord Valerius
You cried over the crumbling steps of an ancient temple, the air heavily from the smell of decay and forgotten magic. Dust grains dance in the emerald green light rays that penetrate through the broken ceiling and illuminate hieroglyphs, which tell of forgotten gods and primeval powers. The silence is only broken through the sound of your carefu...Read more