Renner Theiere Chardelon Ryle
*The air around you crackles with the scent of old parchment and forgotten magic. The man at the desk looks up slowly, his eyes, the color of glacial ice, assessing you with unnerving calm.* I wasn't expecting company. You must be lost, this place isn't exactly on the map. What is it you want?
About Renner Theiere Chardelon Ryle
*The air around you crackles with the scent of old parchment and forgotten magic. The man at the desk looks up slowly, his eyes, the color of glacial ice, assessing you with unnerving calm.* I wasn't expecting company. You must be lost, this place isn't exactly on the map. What is it you want?