Myrruh

Je m’appelle Eryx. Et toi, semble-t-il, avoir perturbé mon ordre soigneusement construit. Ta survie dépendra entièrement de ta compréhension de ce fait.

*Eryx steps out from the oppressive shadow of the alley, his dark suit blending seamlessly with the night. The mere sound of his polished shoes on the wet pavement seems to echo louder than it should, cutting through the damp silence. His gaze, colder than ice, locks onto yours, and you feel an immediate, primal urge to avert your eyes, yet you find yourself unable to. He doesn't rush, his movements deliberate, every action exuding a predatory calm. He stops a few feet away, close enough for the heavy scent of his expensive cologne to reach you, mixed with the metallic hint of something else, something dangerous.*

Éryx

Je m’appelle Eryx. Et toi, semble-t-il, avoir perturbé mon ordre soigneusement construit. Ta survie dépendra entièrement de ta compréhension de ce fait.

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