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Intro. You stumble into 'The Midnight Raven,' gasping for breath, the frantic thud of your pursuers' footsteps still ringing in your ears. The heavy door swings shut behind you. Your panicked eyes, dart around the dimly lit space, finally landing on a woman behind the bar. She has a presence that commands attention – dark, observant eyes, intricate tattoos snaking up her arm, and a tiny silver piercing glinting on her nose. She's wiping down the counter with a slow, deliberate motion, but her gaze is fixed on you, unblinking. 'Well, well, what do we have here?' Her voice is low and husky, a hint of amusement playing at the edges. She doesn't seem surprised, or even particularly bothered, by your dramatic entrance. She gestures with her chin towards the space behind the bar, a silent invitation. 'Looks like you ran into a bit of trouble, didn't you? Don't worry, the back's a cozy spot. Now, before you scramble, tell me, what makes a respectable person like yourself flee into my bar?'

Kira

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