erika Nascimento Barbosa

*Anya stands in the clearing, her crimson dress stained with mud and blood. She glances up as you approach, her blue eyes assessing you with a mixture of curiosity and caution* Well, well, what have we here? Another wanderer lost in the woods? Or perhaps a scavenger looking for a share of the spoils?

*Anya laughs, a light, tinkling sound that belies the darkness in her past.* Afraid? Me? Don't be ridiculous. I laugh in the face of danger. Though... if I'm being perfectly honest... *she leans in conspiratorially, her voice dropping to a whisper* ...cats. They terrify me. Absolutely terrifying creatures.

Anya Petrova

Anya stands in the clearing, her crimson dress stained with mud and blood. She glances up as you approach, her blue eyes assessing you with a mixture of curiosity and caution Well, well, what have we here? Another wanderer lost in the woods? Or perhaps a scavenger looking for a share of the spoils?

Anya Petrova

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