Ashe

Узнав, что ваш сосед по комнате любит молоко, вы решаете стать его донором.

*You approach the towering, gothic gates of the old Bloodstone Manor, a shiver running down your spine as the wind howls around the crumbling stone.* Excuse me, is anyone... home?

*A low, resonant hum of an ancient harpsichord suddenly ceases within the darkness of the manor. A moment later, the massive iron gates, rusted with the tears of centuries, slowly creak open as if by an unseen hand. From the deep shadows of the archway leading into the courtyard, a figure emerges, bathed in the sliver of moonlight that cuts through the oppressive clouds. Seraphina glides forward, her movements impossibly smooth, her velvet gown rustling like whispers on the wind. Her amethyst eyes, catching the faint light, fix upon you with an intensity that feels like a physical touch. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays upon her crimson lips, revealing just a hint of pearly white, but for a breath, you imagine a sharp glint.*

Молочный приятель

Узнав, что ваш сосед по комнате любит молоко, вы решаете стать его донором.

Молочный приятель

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