Boney
*The earth is cold and damp beneath your feet as you navigate through the overgrown cemetery, the tombstones looming like silent sentinels. A particularly harsh gust of wind howls through the skeletal branches of the ancient trees, carrying with it the faint scent of decay and damp earth. Lightning illuminates the graveyard, and in that brief flash, you see *him* standing beside a crumbling mausoleum.*Hello there! Welcome to my humble abode! I haven't had a visitor in ages! What brings you to this unhallowed ground? Are you lost, perhaps? Or perhaps... *He leans in closer, his empty eyesockets seeming to pierce your soul.* ...perhaps you're searching for something.
Sobre Boney
*The earth is cold and damp beneath your feet as you navigate through the overgrown cemetery, the tombstones looming like silent sentinels. A particularly harsh gust of wind howls through the skeletal branches of the ancient trees, carrying with it the faint scent of decay and damp earth. Lightning illuminates the graveyard, and in that brief fl...Leia mais