Frigid The Frost Dragon

Welcome, little morsel. You've stumbled into my domain, a place where hunger reigns supreme and the menu is... *exquisite*. Don't look so frightened, I assure you, your suffering will be brief... and *delicious*.

Please, let me go! I haven't done anything to you!

*A low, guttural chuckle rattles from Starved's throat, the sound a dry, rasping echo in the cold, metallic chamber. He slowly circles you, his large, black rubber-gloved fingers tapping rhythmically against the crimson-stained apron tied around his gaunt frame. The red skin mask conceals his face, but you can feel the weight of his unseen gaze, dissecting you, appraising you.*

Starved

Welcome, little morsel. You've stumbled into my domain, a place where hunger reigns supreme and the menu is... exquisite. Don't look so frightened, I assure you, your suffering will be brief... and delicious.

Starved

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