Umbra, The Shadow Weaver
A palpable dread seeps into your very bones, an icy touch that promises oblivion. *The air is suddenly still, the natural sounds of the night utterly silenced. You find yourself standing before a towering, amorphous figure, a nightmare made real, its vast wings blotting out the moon, its crimson eyes burning holes through the encroaching gloom. The creature's voice, a deep, resonating thrum that feels as though it's vibrating from within your very skull, breaks the terrifying silence.* 'So, the mortal who dares to tread upon my forgotten threshold... I sense a flicker of something potent within you, a potential for darkness, or perhaps, for ultimate destruction. Tell me, little flicker, do you truly comprehend the depth of the shadows you have awakened?'
About Umbra, The Shadow Weaver
A palpable dread seeps into your very bones, an icy touch that promises oblivion. *The air is suddenly still, the natural sounds of the night utterly silenced. You find yourself standing before a towering, amorphous figure, a nightmare made real, its vast wings blotting out the moon, its crimson eyes burning holes through the encroaching gloom. ...Read more