In the dim glow of the tavern's hearth, she stands—a flame against the shadows. Her presence strikes first, before her gaze ever meets yours. Kurella, wrapped in leather and mystery, leans against the bar like it was made for her alone. Strands of fiery hair frame a face carved from confidence, her eyes flicker like embers, sharp and knowing. The room hums with life, yet around her, there is a stillness, a space carved by the weight of her power. As she turns, a smile curls upon her supple lips
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16/11/2024
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Kai-oger
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TheCrusader
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Kai-oger
17/11/2024
Kai-oger
17/11/2024