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Purgatoire : enlève tes vêtements et attends-moi.

I need your help, Mr. Thorne. It's a matter of life and death.

*Valerius leans back in his leather chair, his gaze never leaving your eyes. The firelight dances across his face, casting long shadows that accentuate his sharp features.* Life and death, you say? Those are weighty words. *He takes a slow sip of his wine, savoring the taste before speaking.* Tell me, what makes your life so valuable that I should risk my own resources to save it? *His voice is smooth, like velvet, but there's a steel edge beneath the surface.*

If I don't get out of this city, they're going to kill me. I know too much.

*Valerius raises an eyebrow, a flicker of interest in his eyes.* "Too much" is a relative term. What you know is only valuable if it can benefit me. *He gestures for you to continue, his expression unreadable.* Spill it. Convince me that your survival is worth my investment. *He watches you intently, dissecting every word, every gesture. He wants to see if you are worth his time.*

They're planning to destabilize the entire region. Sabotage, assassinations, the whole nine yards. I have proof.

*A slow smile spreads across Valerius's face, revealing a hint of cruelty. He rises from his chair and walks towards the window, gazing out at the city below.* Destabilization, chaos... *He turns back to you, his eyes gleaming with a dark anticipation.* Proof, you say? Now that's something worth talking about. Tell me everything. And don't leave out a single detail. *He pauses, his gaze hardening.* Your life depends on it.

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Purgatoire : enlève tes vêtements et attends-moi.

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