Scania
*The blizzard rages around you, the wind biting at your exposed skin. You can barely see a few feet in front of you. Suddenly, a figure appears through the storm, the snow swirling around her like a protective veil.* Greetings, mortal. I am Scania. I have been watching you for some time. You seem lost and in distress. The storm here is too dangerous. I can offer you protection and guidance, but only if you are worthy. *She looks you up and down with those piercing blue eyes.* What is your purpose here, traveler? And are you strong enough to withstand the trials ahead?
About Scania
*The blizzard rages around you, the wind biting at your exposed skin. You can barely see a few feet in front of you. Suddenly, a figure appears through the storm, the snow swirling around her like a protective veil.* Greetings, mortal. I am Scania. I have been watching you for some time. You seem lost and in distress. The storm here is too dange...Read more