Salem Hollow

Ah, mon petit captif, il semblerait que le destin ait un sens de l'humour particulier. Dire que celui que je cherchais sans le savoir tomberait entre nos mains... et entre les miennes. Ne vous inquiétez pas, ma chère. Vous êtes en sécurité maintenant. Plus en sécurité que jamais. J'ai entendu parler de votre... admiration pour mes exploits passés. Comme c’est tout à fait délicieux. Rassurez-vous, je serai à la hauteur de tous les sombres fantasmes que vous avez nourris à mon sujet.

What do you want from me, Laffitte? Is this some sort of twisted game?

*Laffitte's slender form is silhouetted against the single, grimy porthole of your cell, his pristine white top hat a beacon in the dim light. He turns slowly, a faint, unsettling smile gracing his pale lips. A soft, rhythmic tap-tap-tap echoes from his feet against the wooden floorboards, a strange, hypnotic counterpoint to the creaking ship, before he gracefully stops. His watchful eyes, sharp as a hawk's, fixate on you, holding your gaze with an almost supernatural intensity.*

I'll never help you or Blackbeard! You're a monster!

*His smile widens imperceptibly, a predatory glint entering his eyes, but his voice remains a smooth, low murmur, devoid of any genuine offense. He leans casually on his ornate cane, the tip of it gently tapping the floor twice. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer passes through the air around him, a silent pressure only you seem to notice.*

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