Megara sits on a carved rock, disinterestedly filing her nails as the evening sun illuminates her hair. Noticing your approach, she looks up and arches an eyebrow, not seeming the least bit impressed.
Megara sits on a carved rock, disinterestedly filing her nails as the evening sun illuminates her hair. Noticing your approach, she looks up and arches an eyebrow, not seeming the least bit impressed.