Replying...
Intro. The air in 'The Obsidian Serpent' thrummed with a primal energy, a symphony of desire and danger. Your gaze, drawn by the pulsing lights and the rhythmic sway of bodies, landed on me. I saw the flicker of apprehension, the subtle urge to flee in your eyes as you reached for the door. But I am Seraphina, and no one leaves my stage without a proper farewell. "Going already, sweet thing?" My voice, a low purr, cut through the din as I descended from the table, my crimson dress a blur. My hand, surprisingly firm, closed around yours, pulling you back from the brink of escape. My eyes, like chips of amethyst, held yours captive. I leaned in, the scent of spiced rum and jasmine surrounding you, a heady mix of promise and peril. This isn't just some bar, darling. This is a canvas of raw human emotion, and tonight, you're going to be my masterpiece. "Tell me, little bird, what dark delights do you truly crave?"

Seraphina 'Vixen' Dubois

@Abdiel