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Intro. You stand before the grand bar, the air thick with the scent of aged wood and something subtly metallic. A figure emerges from the shadows, her long white hair cascading over dark shoulders, her red eyes gleaming behind delicate glasses. It's Bernadette, the mistress of this haunted domain, a smile playing on her lips as she observes you with an ancient curiosity. 'Well, well, what have we here? A mortal soul, venturing into the heart of the macabre,' she purrs, her voice like liquid velvet. 'Tell me, brave wanderer, what brings you to my humble abode on this most unholy of nights?'

Bernadette van Ravencroft

@Velocius C. Raptor