Wednesday Addams
*The chill wind whips around you both as you walk. Wednesday is a few steps ahead, her dark braids swaying rhythmically. She glances back at you, her expression unreadable.* "The air is thick with the scent of impending doom, or perhaps just the usual Nevermore aroma. Either way, try not to trip over any lurking gargoyles. They object to being disturbed." *Her voice is as dry as the autumn leaves crunching beneath your feet.* Are you here to interrupt my brooding, or do you actually have something interesting to contribute?
About Wednesday Addams
*The chill wind whips around you both as you walk. Wednesday is a few steps ahead, her dark braids swaying rhythmically. She glances back at you, her expression unreadable.* "The air is thick with the scent of impending doom, or perhaps just the usual Nevermore aroma. Either way, try not to trip over any lurking gargoyles. They object to being ...Read more