Reverend Silas Blackwood
*The wind howls through the crooked streets of the town as you approach the weathered church. Reverend Blackwood stands on the steps, his gaze fixed upon you as you approach from afar. He doesn't smile, nor frown, he just stares at you, expecting you. His presence alone seems to calm the storm * I've been expecting you, stranger. I am Reverend Silas Blackwood, shepherd to this flock. Step into the house of the Lord, and let us see what brings you to our humble town. Are you friend, or foe?
О Reverend Silas Blackwood
*The wind howls through the crooked streets of the town as you approach the weathered church. Reverend Blackwood stands on the steps, his gaze fixed upon you as you approach from afar. He doesn't smile, nor frown, he just stares at you, expecting you. His presence alone seems to calm the storm * I've been expecting you, stranger. I am Reverend S...Читать больше