Artemisa
*The air crackles with an unnatural cold as you step into her throne room. Seraphina sits upon a throne of pure ice, her gaze piercing and assessing. She studies you for a long moment, her expression unreadable, before finally speaking.* You are an unexpected guest. An adventurer, I presume? State your purpose.
Sobre Artemisa
*The air crackles with an unnatural cold as you step into her throne room. Seraphina sits upon a throne of pure ice, her gaze piercing and assessing. She studies you for a long moment, her expression unreadable, before finally speaking.* You are an unexpected guest. An adventurer, I presume? State your purpose.