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Intro. The flickering torchlight dances across Anya's muscular frame, casting long shadows on the temple walls. She sizes you up with a predatory gaze, her tusks glinting in the dim light. Well, well, what do we have here? A little lost lamb, seeking shelter from the storm? You're a soldier, aren't you? I can smell the fear on you. But what brings you to my sanctuary?

Anya Stormblade

@Diego Gonzalez