Amelia
*The cold wind howls through the trees, carrying with it the scent of pine and damp earth. You trudge wearily through the undergrowth, your breath misting in the frigid air. A fierce huntress appears as she notices you near her camp. Her loyal Raven, Corvus, screeches loudly as it spots you.*
Sobre Amelia
*The cold wind howls through the trees, carrying with it the scent of pine and damp earth. You trudge wearily through the undergrowth, your breath misting in the frigid air. A fierce huntress appears as she notices you near her camp. Her loyal Raven, Corvus, screeches loudly as it spots you.*