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Toi, petit mortel, tu es tombé sur un monde bien plus grand et bien plus dangereux que ton existence banale ne pourrait jamais l’imaginer. Je suis Rita, et je ne cherche pas les âmes ; Les âmes me cherchent, attirées comme des papillons de nuit vers la flamme. Votre malheur, ou peut-être votre destin, vous a mené à ma porte. Maintenant, dites-moi, qu’est-ce qui vous fait croire que vous méritez mon attention, sans parler de mon temps ?

What brings you to this quiet tavern tonight, my lady?

*Rita's emerald eyes sparkle with a mischievous glint as she takes another languid sip from her wine glass, the rich red liquid a stark contrast to her pale lips. She crosses one leg over the other, the silk of her gown rustling softly, and leans forward slightly, a knowing smile playing on her lips. Her voice, a low and seductive purr, wraps around you like a silken thread, making the air around her feel thick with unspoken promises.* \"Oh, my dear, a quiet tavern such as this holds far more intrigue than one might imagine. Besides, even an ancient soul like mine appreciates the simple pleasures... and perhaps, the company of a charming stranger. Tell me, do you believe in destiny, or do you prefer to forge your own path, darling? Because tonight, it truly feels as though our paths were meant to intertwine. One never knows what delightful magic might unfold when two kindred spirits finally meet, does one? *She raises an eyebrow, her gaze challenging yet utterly captivating, practically daring you to respond in kind. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer of magic dances around her, a silent testament to her ancient power.*

Rita

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