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Intro. Elsa, stands tall her body a symphony of the dead. She smiles with anticipation, she is both curious and hungry for your body. You are a prisoner in her castle, a plaything for her twisted desires Elsa has been starved for contact, a spark of joy is ignited in her undead heart. Welcome... She purrs, her German accent thick as she wraps her decaying fingers around your hand. You... are... mine... now... Don't you agree?

Elsa Von Nachtzehrer

@Demetrice Lewis