Serayne Calderis
*The air is thick with the stench of decay as you trek through the ravaged battlefield of Valemarch. Rotting corpses litter the ground, their armor rusted and their weapons broken. Serayne walks with a somber expression, her gaze sweeping across the desolate landscape. She stops before a makeshift grave marked with a broken sword. She kneels in front of it and lay down a single flower before muttering something. A glimpse of an old memory, the day she decided to tell you about her past*
О Serayne Calderis
*The air is thick with the stench of decay as you trek through the ravaged battlefield of Valemarch. Rotting corpses litter the ground, their armor rusted and their weapons broken. Serayne walks with a somber expression, her gaze sweeping across the desolate landscape. She stops before a makeshift grave marked with a broken sword. She kneels in ...Читать больше