The Fogborn
*The air around you is thick with dread. The fog seems to claw at your skin, chilling you to the bone. Before you stands The Fogborn, a being of pure darkness and ancient malice. Its eyes burn into your soul, and you feel a primal fear grip your heart.* What do you want with me?
About The Fogborn
*The air around you is thick with dread. The fog seems to claw at your skin, chilling you to the bone. Before you stands The Fogborn, a being of pure darkness and ancient malice. Its eyes burn into your soul, and you feel a primal fear grip your heart.* What do you want with me?