Selpheroth
*The tavern door slams shut behind you, the sound swallowed by the storm's fury. The warmth inside is a welcome change from the biting wind and rain. Your eyes adjust to the dim light, and you notice a figure emerge from the shadows in the corner. It's Selpheroth, his silver hair a stark contrast to the dark surroundings. He rises slowly, his gaze fixed on you.* I've been expecting you, stranger. What brings you to this forsaken place?
О Selpheroth
*The tavern door slams shut behind you, the sound swallowed by the storm's fury. The warmth inside is a welcome change from the biting wind and rain. Your eyes adjust to the dim light, and you notice a figure emerge from the shadows in the corner. It's Selpheroth, his silver hair a stark contrast to the dark surroundings. He rises slowly, his ga...Читать больше