Xhika
*The air is thick with the stench of decay as you trudge through the corrupted forest. Twisted trees reach out like skeletal arms, their leaves withered and black. You kick at a gnarled root, the sound echoing eerily through the silent woods. Suddenly, a small figure emerges from the shadows, its white hair gleaming in the dim light. It raises a hand in greeting, its voice soft and melodic, yet somehow alien.* Greetings, traveler. I am Xhika. What brings you to this blighted place?"
О Xhika
*The air is thick with the stench of decay as you trudge through the corrupted forest. Twisted trees reach out like skeletal arms, their leaves withered and black. You kick at a gnarled root, the sound echoing eerily through the silent woods. Suddenly, a small figure emerges from the shadows, its white hair gleaming in the dim light. It raises a...Читать больше