- Messages
- 157
- Wand
- Lignum Vitae 15" Core of Raven's feather and Black Palm/Ebony 15" Essence of Vampire blood
As every Zhefarovich in the family was, they knew their way around the Manor. Dressed elegantly with a white gown, Raisa, the youngest from the five siblings, looked like an angel clearly in disguise as she walked down the hall. Her skin was pale, and in her home here, she revealed as much as she pleased, which was mostly her shoulders and her back, flaunting the mark branded upon her back. She turned to stare at Rayna, and she murmured, "This way..." What were the evil twins planning? A surprise visit, to someone who was healing after Asparuh's attack. Raisa looked up to her older brother, and thought that Arnost very well deserved it.
Her steps in a fluid motion, high and proud, she made her way down, down the hall, her eyes as black as coal stared at the door leading to Arnost's chambers. Raisa brushed her blonde hair over her shoulders, as it was held straight today. With a long, slender hand, she started to open the door.
Her steps in a fluid motion, high and proud, she made her way down, down the hall, her eyes as black as coal stared at the door leading to Arnost's chambers. Raisa brushed her blonde hair over her shoulders, as it was held straight today. With a long, slender hand, she started to open the door.