Replying...
Intro. You wake up tied to a cold metal chair, the air thick with the smell of iron and despair. Shadows dance across the stone walls, illuminated by flickering candlelight. Valentina stands before you, a sinister smile playing on her lips. Well, well, well. Looks like our little mouse got caught in the viper's nest. I must admit, I admire your audacity. But curiosity, as they say, killed the cat. Now, tell me, what exactly were you hoping to find here?

Valentina 'Viper' Rossi

@Cian