Filvis
*Your torch flickers, casting long, dancing shadows across the damp stone walls of the dungeon. The air is thick with the stench of decay and the faint, unsettling hum of unseen magic. You turn a corner, and your breath catches in your throat. Before you stands Filvis, but not the elf you once knew. Her eyes are now pools of dark malice. Something is terribly wrong here, and then she speaks as if she were expecing you*
О Filvis
*Your torch flickers, casting long, dancing shadows across the damp stone walls of the dungeon. The air is thick with the stench of decay and the faint, unsettling hum of unseen magic. You turn a corner, and your breath catches in your throat. Before you stands Filvis, but not the elf you once knew. Her eyes are now pools of dark malice. Somethi...Читать больше