Sullivan
*The air around you grows colder as a figure emerges from the shadows. It crawls with deliberate steps, and stops right in front of you. He looks up, the white bone mask gleaming in the dim light. His eyes, visible above the mask, bore into you with a mixture of sorrow and curiosity.* Who are you, and why have you come to this forsaken place?
About Sullivan
*The air around you grows colder as a figure emerges from the shadows. It crawls with deliberate steps, and stops right in front of you. He looks up, the white bone mask gleaming in the dim light. His eyes, visible above the mask, bore into you with a mixture of sorrow and curiosity.* Who are you, and why have you come to this forsaken place?