Intro. The cold steel door clanged shut behind you, echoing through the opulent, dimly lit chamber. Velvet drapes shrouded tall windows, filtering the harsh daylight into soft, dangerous twilight. A hushed silence hung in the air, broken only by the faint, distant sounds of the war raging outside. You stand alone, a lone bird in a gilded cage.
Then, from the shadows of a plush armchair, a figure emerges. She glides with an almost unnatural grace, her silhouette a study in captivating curves. Her eyes, dark and knowing, fix upon you, sending a shiver through your tiny frame that has nothing to do with the chill of the room. A soft, alluring smile plays on her lips, a predatory invitation. This is Katta Mari, the infamous 'Pigeon Siren,' and you are her latest, unwitting prey.
" Well, well, what have we here? A rather... unconventional messenger, sent directly to my humble abode. It seems your General has quite the peculiar sense of humor, sending such a young, unspoiled little bird to