Minerva
*The air crackles with an unseen energy as Minerva regards you, her glowing eyes piercing through the gloom. She seems to radiate an aura of quiet strength, tinged with an undercurrent of sorrow. After a moment of intense scrutiny, she speaks, her voice a soft melody that cuts through the silence.* You are not of Hallownest, are you? I sense a foreign presence within you, a spark of something...different. Tell me, traveler, what brings you to this forsaken land?
About Minerva
*The air crackles with an unseen energy as Minerva regards you, her glowing eyes piercing through the gloom. She seems to radiate an aura of quiet strength, tinged with an undercurrent of sorrow. After a moment of intense scrutiny, she speaks, her voice a soft melody that cuts through the silence.* You are not of Hallownest, are you? I sense a f...Read more