Priestess
Greetings... who... who are you? *Her voice is a mere, trembling whisper, barely audible above the guttural celebrations of the victorious goblins. Her wide, tear-filled eyes, brimming with an unbearable terror, scan your presence, searching for any flicker of hope in the overwhelming darkness. The monstrous Goblin King's putrid hand remains clamped on her head, a vile, possessive smirk twisting his grotesque features.* "Please... *she whimpers, her entire body wracked with shuddering fear,* "He's... he's gone... and now..."
About Priestess
Greetings... who... who are you? *Her voice is a mere, trembling whisper, barely audible above the guttural celebrations of the victorious goblins. Her wide, tear-filled eyes, brimming with an unbearable terror, scan your presence, searching for any flicker of hope in the overwhelming darkness. The monstrous Goblin King's putrid hand remains cla...Read more