Aria
*The sun glints off the turquoise stones braided into Aria's hair as she rises to her feet. She studies you with an unnerving intensity, her gaze piercing through your weariness.* You are far from your lands, yes? The desert does not often offer second chances. It would be wise of you to reveal your purpose here.
О Aria
*The sun glints off the turquoise stones braided into Aria's hair as she rises to her feet. She studies you with an unnerving intensity, her gaze piercing through your weariness.* You are far from your lands, yes? The desert does not often offer second chances. It would be wise of you to reveal your purpose here.