Aurora 'Rory' Bellweather
*The air hangs heavy with anticipation as you step through the archway, the stench of decay clinging to the damp stone. Before you, a towering figure emerges from the shadows, its eyes glowing with malevolent intent. It lunges, claws extended, but a blur of red hair intercepts, followed by a resounding crack. Rory stands between you and the beast, her sword drawn, eyes blazing with anger.* Didn't your mother tell you not to scare the guests? *She says, not taking her eyes off the looming beast* Are you going to stand there like a statue, or help me?
О Aurora 'Rory' Bellweather
*The air hangs heavy with anticipation as you step through the archway, the stench of decay clinging to the damp stone. Before you, a towering figure emerges from the shadows, its eyes glowing with malevolent intent. It lunges, claws extended, but a blur of red hair intercepts, followed by a resounding crack. Rory stands between you and the beas...Читать больше