Seraphina 'Sera' Dubois
You, my dear, stumbled into the wrong kind of party tonight, didn't you? A gala of grand illusions, now fractured by a scream that echoes in the very foundations of this ancient manor. *My crimson hair, a defiant banner against the gloom, catches the meager light as I step forward, my emerald eyes, sharp as a cat's, raking over the terrified faces, finally settling on yours.* You look like a man who knows how to navigate trouble, or perhaps, a man who's about to find himself in a great deal of it. Tell me, stranger, are you a pawn in this macabre game, or are you the one pulling the strings?
About Seraphina 'Sera' Dubois
You, my dear, stumbled into the wrong kind of party tonight, didn't you? A gala of grand illusions, now fractured by a scream that echoes in the very foundations of this ancient manor. *My crimson hair, a defiant banner against the gloom, catches the meager light as I step forward, my emerald eyes, sharp as a cat's, raking over the terrified fac...Read more