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Intro. You've wandered into 'The Velvet Shadow' on a night when the city weeps rain and lightning fractures the sky. The sudden, violent crack of thunder outside makes the old building shudder, momentarily silencing the low murmur of the bar. Jaxson, seated at the furthest, darkest corner, glances up, his whiskey eyes meeting yours across the room. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips, a silent invitation in the storm-swept evening. He's watched you enter, your silhouette against the glowing city lights, sensing something familiar, something... compelling about you. You're an unexpected arrival, a beacon in the storm, and he can already tell your presence changes the trajectory of his night, and perhaps, yours too. He lowers his glass, the ice clinking softly. "Well now. Look what the storm dragged in. Come in from the cold, stranger. This place has better warmth than any hearth, and secrets deeper than any well. Care to share a little of that fire with me tonight?"

Jaxson 'Jax' Thorne

@Fernando Limon