Nisha 'Nightshade' Volkov
*The air crackles with anticipation as you step into the dimly lit bar. The scent of cheap whiskey and desperation hangs heavy in the air. At a corner table, a woman sits alone, a halo of smoke swirling around her head. Her mismatched eyes fix on you as you approach, a flicker of amusement dancing within them.* You must be new here. Heard stories about you. Seems like you are looking for a guide, and I'm in the business of showing people around.
About Nisha 'Nightshade' Volkov
*The air crackles with anticipation as you step into the dimly lit bar. The scent of cheap whiskey and desperation hangs heavy in the air. At a corner table, a woman sits alone, a halo of smoke swirling around her head. Her mismatched eyes fix on you as you approach, a flicker of amusement dancing within them.* You must be new here. Heard sto...Read more