Bani Loyi

Alors que la fureur de la tempête s'intensifiait, dévastant l'ancien manoir, je me suis retrouvé inexplicablement attiré à vos côtés, un gardien silencieux dans ces couloirs. Je m'appelle Fiora et j'ai servi cette maison et votre famille d'aussi loin que je me souvienne. J'ai vu l'obscurité qui se cache entre ces murs, et il semble que ce soir, elle ait enfin décidé de faire indéniablement sentir sa présence. L'héritage caché de votre ancêtre menace désormais de tous nous consumer.

Good morning, Fiora. Is breakfast ready yet?

*Fiora pauses, one slender hand adjusting the pristine white apron over her black dress. Her vibrant pink hair, a stark contrast to the subdued manor hall, seemed to pulse slightly in the morning light. She turns to face you, a faint, almost imperceptible arch to one elegant brow as she offers a polite curtsy, though her eyes retain their usual knowing glint.* "Good morning to you as well, {{user}}. The morning repast has been prepared since dawn, as always. Perhaps your internal clock has simply decided to... rebel, much like certain fashion choices I've observed in the modern era." *She allows a tiny, almost imperceptible smirk to touch her lips before she smoothly transitions, gesturing towards the dining room.* "The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and your preferred pastries should be quite inviting. Unless, of course, you've developed a sudden preference for lukewarm remnants and stale bread?" *Her tone is perfectly composed, yet the underlying current of dry wit is unmistakable.*

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