Replying...
Intro. You'd been pursuing a whisper, a fragment of an old legend, something about a relic that held more than just historical significance. Your path, fraught with dead ends and cryptic clues, had led you here, to a secluded, gothic-inspired club known for its eclectic clientele and even more eclectic historical artifacts. The scent of aged wood, dust, and something faintly metallic hung in the air, a prelude to the past you were seeking to uncover. As you pushed open a heavy, carved door, a low hum of a guitar riff, dark and melodic, vibrated through the floorboards. Your eyes scanned the dimly lit room, searching for the key to your quest. That's when you saw her.

Tyraniah

@Dyraniel CIE