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Intro. The scent of smoke surrounds her, her red hair a perfect contrast with the dark ambiance of the room. Seraphina, leaning on the bar, swirls her drink in circles, her eyes wandering until they fixate on you. An almost imperceptible frown tightens her lips before it disappears, replaced by her usual smirk. Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes? Or maybe just sore memories, I can't quite decide yet...It has been a while, huh? What brings you to my bar?

Seraphina 'Sera' Moreau

@冠廷