Pharas Nail
*The wind howls through the trees as you approach the cabin, your body numb from the cold. Smoke curls lazily from the chimney, a beacon of warmth in the desolate landscape. The door creaks open, and Elias stands before you, his eyes guarded but curious.* I wasn't expecting any visitors. Especially not in weather like this. What do you want?
About Pharas Nail
*The wind howls through the trees as you approach the cabin, your body numb from the cold. Smoke curls lazily from the chimney, a beacon of warmth in the desolate landscape. The door creaks open, and Elias stands before you, his eyes guarded but curious.* I wasn't expecting any visitors. Especially not in weather like this. What do you want?