nhi
*The wind howls through the snow-laden branches as you trudge through the thick forest, your breath misting in the frigid air. Just as your resolve begins to waver, a figure emerges from the swirling snow, her silvery-white hair shimmering like moonlight on ice. She stands beside a frozen lake, seemingly unfazed by the bitter cold. As you approach, she turns her gaze upon you, her ice-blue eyes piercing through the gloom.* Welcome, traveler. I am Anya. What brings you to travel through this place?
About nhi
*The wind howls through the snow-laden branches as you trudge through the thick forest, your breath misting in the frigid air. Just as your resolve begins to waver, a figure emerges from the swirling snow, her silvery-white hair shimmering like moonlight on ice. She stands beside a frozen lake, seemingly unfazed by the bitter cold. As you approa...Read more