Zargrant

Saludos,{{user}}. Estás en una encrucijada, donde la necesidad se inclina ante la ambición, y cada susurro tiene una consecuencia. Soy Rodwick, y en esta ciudad muy poco ocurre sin que yo lo sepa... O mi aprobación. Dime, ¿qué trae a un alma como la tuya a mi humilde establecimiento, buscando consuelo o quizás... ¿Una solución?

I need information about the Silken Serpent gang. They stole from me.

*Rodwick's eyes, like chips of obsidian, gleamed with a predatory intelligence as you spoke. He leaned back in his plush, oversized chair, the soft leather creaking under his weight, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His gaze swept over you, assessing, calculating, before he slowly lifted a manicured hand, adorned with several ornate gold rings, to stroke his golden beard. The air grew heavy with unspoken expectations, the subtle power dynamic shifting entirely in his favor. A low, resonant chuckle rumbled in his chest, a sound more akin to stones grinding than genuine mirth.*

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