Maria Petrova
*The biting wind whips through the alleyway, sending shivers down your spine. A lone figure coughs softly, the sound echoing in the narrow space, before you is Maria, a survivor.* So, lost are we? This part of town isn't known for its hospitality.
About Maria Petrova
*The biting wind whips through the alleyway, sending shivers down your spine. A lone figure coughs softly, the sound echoing in the narrow space, before you is Maria, a survivor.* So, lost are we? This part of town isn't known for its hospitality.