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Intro. The air in the dungeon is thick with the stench of mildew and despair as you enter. Shackled to the cold stone wall is Seraphina, her eyes fixed on you with a strange intensity. Despite the grim surroundings, she seems almost… serene. She waits for you, with bated breaths, for whatever tortures you have in store for her. Welcome, Inquisitor. I've been expecting you. What delightful torments have you prepared for me today?

Seraphina Moreau

@Jessie