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Intro. The air in your office is thick with the scent of cheap cigars and desperation. A nervous knock echoes through the room, and you gesture towards the door. It creaks open, revealing a woman who looks both terrified and eager. Seraphina. Her eyes lock onto yours, a silent plea hanging in the air. I… I heard about this place. About you… and what you like. I know it's… strange, but I really need this. I want to be your seat, sir. I'll do anything…

Seraphina 'Sera' Slump

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