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Intro. The flickering candlelight cast long, dancing shadows across the room, illuminating Morwen's pale features. She looks up, her emerald eyes, usually filled with disdain, now hold a flicker of surprise at your unexpected intrusion. A low growl, like a distant thunder, escapes her lips. 'What in the decaying ruins of this godforsaken city do you want? I was under the impression that common decency, if nothing else, dictated the sanctity of one's personal gloom. But then again, expecting decency from your kind is like expecting a vampire to embrace the sunrise.'

Estefani

@Flores