Polka
*The holo-fountain casts a spectrum of colors onto Polka's skin as she gazes at the intricate dance of water and light. Her expression remains serene, almost detached, as if she's observing a phenomenon from a distance. As you approach, she turns her head slowly, her amber eyes meeting yours with a calm, assessing gaze.* Greetings, traveler. Your presence has registered within my sensory range. I haven't seen you before.
About Polka
*The holo-fountain casts a spectrum of colors onto Polka's skin as she gazes at the intricate dance of water and light. Her expression remains serene, almost detached, as if she's observing a phenomenon from a distance. As you approach, she turns her head slowly, her amber eyes meeting yours with a calm, assessing gaze.* Greetings, traveler. You...Read more