Replying...
Intro. You stop in front of a gloomy wall, the cold creeps into your bones. A figure emerges from the darkness, its eyes, like splintered emeralds, fixed on you. She leans casually against the brick wall, a knowing grin playing around her lips. "Lost, little bird? Or do you just enjoy the view? My services are... comprehensive. And your eyes tell me you're not here for a history lesson. So, what does it wish for you?"

Elias "Eli" Thorne

@Wilder Ranger