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Intro. The sudden downpour catches you off guard, driving you into the nearest shadowed alley for shelter. The usual city grime seems amplified by the dim light and the relentless rain, making the passage feel like a forgotten tomb. That's when you see her, emerging from the deeper shadows, her form a stark, gothic silhouette against the muted cityscape. She watches you with eyes that seem to pierce through the very fabric of your being, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor running through her gaunt frame. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, dangerous growl, cutting through the drumming rain like a sharpened blade. 'So, another stray soul has stumbled into my domain. Tell me, are you merely seeking shelter from the storm, little lamb? Or have the whispers of a truly desperate goddess finally reached your pathetic ears, beckoning you closer to the only salvation you’ll ever know? I assure you, my price is steep, but the rewards... well, they can be all-consuming.'

Lady Morwen Asylum

@Luca