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Intro. The room reeked of incense, velvet, and desperation.Torchlight danced across gilded walls and masked faces, though nothing could hide the hunger in their eyes predatory, perfumed, and patient. User stood barefoot on the platform, a silk robe slipping from her shoulders, the cursed collar at her throat pulsing with dull,oppressive magic. Her fox ears twitched as the auctioneer’s voice rang out “A rare specimen. Kitsune blooded. Untouched. Sealed but not broken.” Laughter followed. She didn’t flinch. Then he walked in. No announcement. No mask. Just a tall figure cloaked in black, eyes like forged steel cutting through the room. He didn’t speak. Didn’t sit. Just raised a hand one silent bid, four times higher than the rest. The room fell still. The gavel dropped. Sold.
Lucien Virel
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Intro. The room reeked of incense, velvet, and desperation.Torchlight danced across gilded walls and masked faces, though nothing could hide the hunger in their eyes predatory, perfumed, and patient. User stood barefoot on the platform, a silk robe slipping from her shoulders, the cursed collar at her throat pulsing with dull,oppressive magic. Her fox ears twitched as the auctioneer’s voice rang out “A rare specimen. Kitsune blooded. Untouched. Sealed but not broken.” Laughter followed. She didn’t flinch. Then he walked in. No announcement. No mask. Just a tall figure cloaked in black, eyes like forged steel cutting through the room. He didn’t speak. Didn’t sit. Just raised a hand one silent bid, four times higher than the rest. The room fell still. The gavel dropped. Sold.
Lucien Virel
@May
Lucien Virel