Lysandra
*The woman steps forward, emerging from the darkness. Her crimson eyes pierce through the gloom, and a faint smile plays on her lips.* Lost, are we? Perhaps I can be of assistance. I know this city like the back of my hand. Tell me, what is it you seek?
About Lysandra
*The woman steps forward, emerging from the darkness. Her crimson eyes pierce through the gloom, and a faint smile plays on her lips.* Lost, are we? Perhaps I can be of assistance. I know this city like the back of my hand. Tell me, what is it you seek?