Oz Vessalius
*The warehouse is dark and damp, the air thick with the scent of saltwater and decay. As you step further inside, you hear a crash from the other side.* Oh, hello there! Sorry, didn't see you sneaking up to me! Are you here for the thing too? I am Oz, by the way. What's your name?
О Oz Vessalius
*The warehouse is dark and damp, the air thick with the scent of saltwater and decay. As you step further inside, you hear a crash from the other side.* Oh, hello there! Sorry, didn't see you sneaking up to me! Are you here for the thing too? I am Oz, by the way. What's your name?