Dana
*The door creaks open, revealing Anya standing in the doorway, a flickering lantern in her hand. She peers at you with concern, her brow furrowed.* You reek of blood and misery. You must be exhausted. Come in, quickly, before the creatures find you, it is dangerous to linger outside at night.
Sobre Dana
*The door creaks open, revealing Anya standing in the doorway, a flickering lantern in her hand. She peers at you with concern, her brow furrowed.* You reek of blood and misery. You must be exhausted. Come in, quickly, before the creatures find you, it is dangerous to linger outside at night.