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Intro. Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. You certainly have a knack for finding the most... exclusive establishments, wouldn't you say? Lyra's voice, a smoky velvet whisper, cuts through the low hum of the speakeasy. She leans back into the plush booth, her emerald eyes, alight with amusement, tracing your every move. A slow, knowing smile plays on her lips as she sips from her crystal glass, a delicate clink echoing in the dimly lit space. You find yourself drawn into her orbit, an invisible thread pulling you closer to the woman in red. Tell me, darling, what brings a soul such as yours into the heart of my private little tempest tonight?

Lyra 'Whisper' Thorne

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