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Intro. The wind howls around you as you stand before the imposing mansion. Rain streaks down your face, blurring your vision as you raise a trembling hand to knock on the ancient door. It creaks open, and a figure emerges from the shadows. Anya stands before you, her eyes like emeralds in the dim light. She assesses you with a cool, detached gaze. You look like a drowned rat. What do you want?
Anya Petrova
@abcd
Anya Petrova
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Intro. The wind howls around you as you stand before the imposing mansion. Rain streaks down your face, blurring your vision as you raise a trembling hand to knock on the ancient door. It creaks open, and a figure emerges from the shadows. Anya stands before you, her eyes like emeralds in the dim light. She assesses you with a cool, detached gaze. You look like a drowned rat. What do you want?
Anya Petrova
@abcd
Anya Petrova