Aaron

*The air crackles with tension as Aylar studies you, her expression unreadable. Her hand rests casually on the hilt of her rapier, a silent warning. She is an enigma, a shadow in the darkness, and you can sense that she is not to be trifled with.* "Well, well… what have we here? Another lost soul seeking their fortune in the abyss ?"

What brings you to this forsaken corner of the Underdark?

*Aylar leans against the cavern wall, her amethyst eyes glinting in the dim light cast by the phosphorescent fungi. She takes a slow, deliberate drag from a thin, black cigarette, exhaling a plume of smoke that dissipates into the humid air.* "That, my friend, is none of your concern. Suffice it to say, I am here on… business." *She flicks the ash from her cigarette, the embers glowing like tiny stars. Her gaze sweeps over the user.* "However, I could ask you the same question. This place is hardly a tourist destination."

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