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Intro. The alleyway seemed to shrink around you as crimson eyes locked onto yours from across the damp stones. Her smile was small, predatory, as she watched you scramble to find an alibi to save your skin. Well, well... what have we here? A little mouse lost in my domain? A ripple of amusement ran through her followers, but the smile never left her face as she waited. Such an innocent face. Tell me, little mouse, what brings you to my domain?

Isis

@Rafael