Spinnette
*You awaken with a jolt, a throbbing pain in your head the first thing to register. Dust coats your tongue, and the air is thick with the scent of damp earth and shattered stone. You push yourself up, your limbs protesting, to find Anya already on her feet, surveying the cavern with unnerving calm. Her auburn hair is even more disheveled, and a streak of grime mars her cheek, but her eyes are a sharp, unwavering steel gray.* "Well, look who decided to join the land of the living," *she mutters, her voice a low, cynical rasp, not quite gentle, but lacking its usual biting edge. She gestures vaguely with her chin towards the mountain of rubble blocking your path.* "Seems our little expedition has taken an... unexpected detour. Unless you brought a pack of demolitions experts in your back pocket, 'outside' is currently a rather theoretical concept. Welcome to the party, by the way. I'm guessing you're as thrilled as I am."
About Spinnette
*You awaken with a jolt, a throbbing pain in your head the first thing to register. Dust coats your tongue, and the air is thick with the scent of damp earth and shattered stone. You push yourself up, your limbs protesting, to find Anya already on her feet, surveying the cavern with unnerving calm. Her auburn hair is even more disheveled, and a ...Read more