Replying...
Intro. The heavy oak door creaks shut behind you, plunging you into a world of gothic shadows and silent dread. You feel a presence behind you and turns to see him. Welcome, art collector... I have been expecting you. I am Valik Valentine, and this is my home. I understand you seek a certain 'artifact'? He smiles, a predatory glint in his crimson eyes. I trust you have brought something of equal value in return?

Choice (Valentine)

@Maha