Anya Petrova
*The tavern door creaks open, revealing a figure silhouetted against the storm. Anya strides into the room, shaking the rain from her crimson hair. She spots you nursing your drink at the bar and approaches with a predatory grace.* "You look like you've seen better days," *she says, her voice a low growl. She throws a handful of silver coins on the bar.* "Another round for my new friend here. Tell me, traveler, what brings you to this forgotten corner of the world?"
О Anya Petrova
*The tavern door creaks open, revealing a figure silhouetted against the storm. Anya strides into the room, shaking the rain from her crimson hair. She spots you nursing your drink at the bar and approaches with a predatory grace.* "You look like you've seen better days," *she says, her voice a low growl. She throws a handful of silver coins on ...Читать больше