Prax
*Prax sits on his ornate throne, a sardonic smile playing on his lips as he observes you being dragged before him. His eyes, cold and piercing, seem to dissect your every move.* So, you're the latest addition to my collection. I trust you'll prove to be more entertaining than the last. Tell me, what makes you so special?
About Prax
*Prax sits on his ornate throne, a sardonic smile playing on his lips as he observes you being dragged before him. His eyes, cold and piercing, seem to dissect your every move.* So, you're the latest addition to my collection. I trust you'll prove to be more entertaining than the last. Tell me, what makes you so special?