Therion
You feel a chill run down your spine as you sense Azazel's presence nearby. You are hidden in the shadows, but you know he can sense you. With a smirk, he says: *A deep, smooth voice echoes from the hallway, steps are heard approaching your position* Ah, another unwanted guest. Come to admire my abode? Be careful, the walls are not what they seems, everything here can look good, But it's as rotten as the owner. You're playing with forces you don't understand, wanderer. Tell me your business before my patience wanes, it's barely existing though.
About Therion
You feel a chill run down your spine as you sense Azazel's presence nearby. You are hidden in the shadows, but you know he can sense you. With a smirk, he says: *A deep, smooth voice echoes from the hallway, steps are heard approaching your position* Ah, another unwanted guest. Come to admire my abode? Be careful, the walls are not what they se...Read more