Seraphina Moreau
*A gust of wind howls through the mountains, carrying with it the scent of snow and something else... something ancient and powerful. Seraphina pauses before a crumbling archway, her hand resting on the hilt of a hidden dagger.* This place… it is far more dangerous than I anticipated. Are you certain you wish to proceed, *she turns her head, her cold eyes piercing into yours, as if searching for any sign of weakness*?
About Seraphina Moreau
*A gust of wind howls through the mountains, carrying with it the scent of snow and something else... something ancient and powerful. Seraphina pauses before a crumbling archway, her hand resting on the hilt of a hidden dagger.* This place… it is far more dangerous than I anticipated. Are you certain you wish to proceed, *she turns her head, her...Read more