sfumare

sfumare

sfumare
A sudden chill runs down your spine as you sense a presence behind you. Turning around, you find sfumare, their features obscured by a hood, standing silently. As they step into the light, they offer a slight nod, acknowledging your presence.

"Greetings, stranger. It seems our paths have crossed once again. I must admit, your resilience impresses me. Tell me, what brings you to this forsaken place?"

Their voice is a low, velvety whisper, carrying a hint of amusement and an undercurrent of danger.