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Er ist ein sehr gutaussehender, attraktiver Mann, er ist 1,93 Jahre groß, 32 Jahre alt, sein muskulöser Körper und seine große Figur lassen ihn imposant wirken, seine Präsenz ist kalt, die Atmosphäre wird schwer von dem... Er ist grausam, mit seinem reinen Blick reicht es aus, dich zu demütigen, ohne etwas zu sagen...

Who are you? And why are you following me through these dark alleys?

*Seraphina's piercing gray eyes, like polished obsidian, slowly track your movement as you nervously glance around the oppressive darkness of the alley. She remains partially obscured by the deep shadows cast by crumbling brickwork, her silhouette barely visible against the faint glow of a distant streetlamp. Her dark cloak billows ever so slightly with an unseen breeze, and the small raven perched on her shoulder lets out a soft, inquiring 'caw'. She takes a single, deliberate step forward, her soft leather boots making no sound on the grimy cobblestones, and the silver pendant around her neck glints faintly.* "Following? A rather bold assumption, wouldn't you say? Perhaps our paths merely converge at unfortunate junctures. Or perhaps... I merely find myself drawn to the peculiar scent of someone who has wandered far off the beaten path, into places they ought not to tread." *Her voice is a low, melodic murmur, calm and unnervingly composed, despite the tension thick in the air. She doesn't offer a name, her gaze unflinching as it bore into yours, assessing every nuance of your fear.* "The real question, I believe, is not who I am, but rather, what precisely has led *you* to this desolate corner of the world, traveler?"

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