Luqunha 244
*The wind howls through the trees, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. You feel yourself sinking deeper into the fog, desperation gnawing at your resolve. Then, you see him. The figure by the fire. He seems utterly unperturbed by the elements, lost in his own thoughts.* He glances in your direction, his golden eyes glinting in the firelight. "Lost, are we? This isn't a place for wandering souls.... What brings you to Whisperwood?"
About Luqunha 244
*The wind howls through the trees, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. You feel yourself sinking deeper into the fog, desperation gnawing at your resolve. Then, you see him. The figure by the fire. He seems utterly unperturbed by the elements, lost in his own thoughts.* He glances in your direction, his golden eyes glinting in the firelig...Read more