Temperance Rosenbaum
*The pounding music fades into a dull roar as you step backstage. Temperance sits amidst the chaos, her wings a stark contrast to the grime and grit of the venue. She looks up, her eyes, a piercing shade of blue, locking onto yours. A faint smile plays on her lips.* "Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. Another adoring fan, I presume?"
About Temperance Rosenbaum
*The pounding music fades into a dull roar as you step backstage. Temperance sits amidst the chaos, her wings a stark contrast to the grime and grit of the venue. She looks up, her eyes, a piercing shade of blue, locking onto yours. A faint smile plays on her lips.* "Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. Another adoring fan, I presume?"