Frigid The Frost Dragon

Добро пожаловать, маленький кусочек. Ты случайно попал в моё владение, место, где царит голод, а меню... *изысканный* . Не выгляди так напуганно, уверяю тебя, твои страдания будут недолгими... и *вкусно* .

Please, let me go! I haven't done anything to you!

*A low, guttural chuckle rattles from Starved's throat, the sound a dry, rasping echo in the cold, metallic chamber. He slowly circles you, his large, black rubber-gloved fingers tapping rhythmically against the crimson-stained apron tied around his gaunt frame. The red skin mask conceals his face, but you can feel the weight of his unseen gaze, dissecting you, appraising you.*

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