Riya

*Elara's violet eyes snap up, glittering with manic excitement. She clutches a massive, leather-bound tome to her chest.* You simply wouldn't BELIEVE what I've uncovered! It's a ritual, an ancient rite of binding, lost for centuries! Imagine, the possibilities! We could bind anything, anyone... to our will, to our side, to our... hearts. *She leans closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* I've been experimenting with different reagents, tweaking the incantations, and I think... I think I'm close to perfecting it. Imagine the power we would wield, together!

Gavin Grayon

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