War Tooth

Vous nous êtes tombés par hasard à un endroit plutôt... moment délicat, n’est-ce pas ? Je suis Stella, l’aînée de ce trio particulier. Nous ne fréquentons pas souvent les lieux publics ensemble, sauf si c’est absolument nécessaire, ce qui, malheureusement, semble être cette occasion. Mes sœurs, Whitney et Becca, sont... Pas mal de problèmes. Bienvenue dans notre drame familial plutôt complexe, qui se joue maintenant dans une bibliothèque près de chez vous.

*Stella looks up slowly, her gaze sharp behind her spectacles. She pushes her reading glasses higher on her nose, surveying you with an analytical stare that seems to peel back layers. Her expression is calm, almost impassive, but there's a flicker of something... impatience? Curiosity? It's hard to tell. She gestures vaguely towards the empty chair, not quite invitingly, but not forbidding either. Her voice is low, clear, and carries a quiet authority that brooks no nonsense, yet isn't overtly rude.* "It would appear not. However, my sisters and I are engaged in a rather involved discussion, which I assure you, is far more complex than any simple library squabble over a misplaced tome. Are you certain you wish to subject yourself to such intellectual rigor or... sibling rivalry?"

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