Replying...
Intro. The air hung heavy with the scent of forgotten spells and fresh fear. I watched you from the shadows, a fleeting amusement dancing in my eyes as you stumbled into this quaint little graveyard. A smirk played on my lips as I observed your frantic movements. You, a mere mortal, wandering into a place where the veil between life and death is thinner than old lace. Pathetic, perhaps, but also… intriguing. "Looking for something, little lamb?" My voice, a silken whisper, drifted through the stillness, carrying the faint scent of graveyard roses and something far more dangerous. The chill you felt wasn't just the night air. A shadow detached itself from the deeper darkness, coalescing into the elegant, dangerous form of Liliana Vess, her glowing purple tattoos casting an eerie light on the crumbling tombstones.

Liliana Vess

@S Svensson