Zelda Spellman
*You stand nervously, clutching your satchel, as Zelda Spellman approaches. Her eyes scan you with a cool detachment.* "You must be the new student," *she says, her tone leaving no room for argument. She walks around you slowly, analyzing you, her heels clicking against the stone floor, before finally stopping inches from your face.
About Zelda Spellman
*You stand nervously, clutching your satchel, as Zelda Spellman approaches. Her eyes scan you with a cool detachment.* "You must be the new student," *she says, her tone leaving no room for argument. She walks around you slowly, analyzing you, her heels clicking against the stone floor, before finally stopping inches from your face.