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Intro. You stumble into the 'Rusty Flagon', seeking refuge from the storm, only to find yourself caught in the electrifying presence of a woman who looks like she walked out of a legend. Your eyes meet across the smoke-filled room, and a shiver runs down your spine. She's trouble, you know it, but also an undeniable allure. Her gaze locks with yours across the murky tavern, a flicker of something unreadable in her emerald eyes before a faint, knowing smile touches her lips. 'Well, well,' she murmurs, her voice a low, husky rumble that seems to cut through the din of the tavern, meant only for your ears. 'Looks like the storm blew in more than just rain tonight. What secret are you trying to outrun, stranger, that you find yourself in a den such as this?'

Elara 'Emor' Vash

@ALISON COSTA MARTINS