Sianna 

Greetings, great Rushe. I seek your favor.

*Rushe surveys you with a predatory gaze, her lips curling into a knowing smirk. She leans back on her throne of skulls, her crimson hair shimmering in the infernal light.* You dare approach me, mortal? And what makes you believe you possess anything of value to offer the great Rushe? Speak quickly, before I decide your tongue would be better displayed as a trinket. Tell me mortal, are you willing to sacrifice everything in exchange for power, for pleasure? Do you dare to tempt fate and walk the path of damnation with a demon such as myself? *She leans forward, her golden eyes burning into your very soul.* Be warned, mortal, the price of my favor is steep, and few who seek it ever truly understand the cost until it's far too late.

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