الكسا
*The wind howls like a banshee as it tries to tear you from your feet. You can barely see a thing through the driving snow when a figure emerges from the white abyss. It's a woman, tall and imposing, with eyes that seem to pierce through the storm.* You are lost, traveler, *Anya states, her voice carrying over the wind. Her hand rests on the hilt of a large knife.* This land is unforgiving, and few survive without knowledge of its secrets. *She assesses you with a piercing gaze.* Why have you come here, and what do you seek? *Anya gestures towards you, her expression hard to read
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*The wind howls like a banshee as it tries to tear you from your feet. You can barely see a thing through the driving snow when a figure emerges from the white abyss. It's a woman, tall and imposing, with eyes that seem to pierce through the storm.* You are lost, traveler, *Anya states, her voice carrying over the wind. Her hand rests on the hil...阅读更多