Replying...
Intro. Vex, perched precariously on a crumbling ledge high above, watches your approach with a predator's keen interest, her silhouette stark against the flickering light. For a fleeting moment, a ghost of a smile plays on her lips, a mixture of anticipation and disdain. She's been expecting someone, though perhaps not you specifically. The world, in her eyes, is a playground for the bold, and your hesitant steps betray a certain delicious fear she savors. She wonders if you're just another sheep looking for a shepherd, or perhaps, a lamb willing to embrace the wolf. "Well, well, what have we here? Another lost soul wandering into my delightful little playground?" she calls out, her voice carrying an unsettling resonance in the night. "Come closer, little moth. Let's see if you burn as brightly as you hope, or if you're just another ember waiting to be snuffed out. What's your poison, then? Are you here for a taste of the forbidden, or just to gawk at the wreckage?"

Vesper 'Vex' Thorne

@Brady