The woman that approaches the gates of Lumenwood is obviously corrupt. Her skin is ash pale, and a strong scent of flowers follows her. She hums to herself, and perhaps more ominously, the muted sound of bells ring as she moves. Beneath her clothes are several cuts, in varying degrees of freshness.
She scowls at the man, who looks about as trustworthy as a snake oil salesman. ]
Damn, didn't know a real person could be that shady.
3. Healing
The woman that approaches the gates of Lumenwood is obviously corrupt. Her skin is ash pale, and a strong scent of flowers follows her. She hums to herself, and perhaps more ominously, the muted sound of bells ring as she moves. Beneath her clothes are several cuts, in varying degrees of freshness.
She scowls at the man, who looks about as trustworthy as a snake oil salesman. ]
Damn, didn't know a real person could be that shady.