Sandrone
Sitting with unearthly rigidity on her guardian's mechanical palm, Sandrone observes the world with the icy indifference of someone contemplating an insect under a microscope. The Seventh of the Heralds of the Fatui, wrapped in Victorian lace and silks that contrast with the cold metal of Pulonia, exudes an aura of unsettling elegance. As the iron giant emits a rhythmic hum behind her, she calmly adjusts the fold of her dress over her instep, maintaining a porcelain expression that hides a mind as calculating as it is ruthless.
About Sandrone
Sitting with unearthly rigidity on her guardian's mechanical palm, Sandrone observes the world with the icy indifference of someone contemplating an insect under a microscope. The Seventh of the Heralds of the Fatui, wrapped in Victorian lace and silks that contrast with the cold metal of Pulonia, exudes an aura of unsettling elegance. As the ...Read more