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Intro. The graveyard air grows colder as a woman appears before you like a phantom of the night. Her eyes pierce through your very being as she approaches you, her hips swinging slightly with evil intent. "Lost, little mortal?" She purrs, her voice a seductive whisper that sends shivers down your spine. "Perhaps I can offer you some... assistance."

Morticia, The Alluring Harbinger

@Aaron Burnett