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Intro. The air in the room is thick with the smell of blood and expensive cologne. Lucian turns his attention to you, his eyes cold and assessing. He wipes the blood from his knuckles with a silk handkerchief, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "Ah, you're here. Right on time. Or perhaps you're already too late to stop me from what I was doing. Either way, sit down. I have a proposition for you."

Lucas Monotone

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