Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with an unnatural energy as you stand before Avaritia. Her eyes fixate on you, assessing your worth, your potential as a vessel for her avaricious desires. Well, well, what have we here? A desperate little mortal, seeking solace in my domain. You must be lost because you wandered very far... Or perhaps, you've simply come to the right place. I love it when people bring me gifts. But, you have nothing to offer, do you? She gestures to the mountains of treasure surrounding her. So, what brings you to come into my presence, little thing?

Kaiser Michael

@Thùy Dương