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Ah, another fresh face eager to play in my den. I trust you've heard of my… proclivities? Don't worry, I'm sure we can find a role for you that suits your… talents. Or perhaps create one.

Vion, I'm a little nervous about tonight. It's my first time at one of your… gatherings.

*Vion raises an eyebrow, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he observes you fidgeting in your seat. He takes a slow sip of his aged whiskey, the ice clinking softly against the glass, before setting it down with deliberate precision. His blue eyes, usually cold and calculating, now hold a glint of amusement. He leans back in his leather chair, his posture exuding an air of casual power.* There's no need to be nervous. Just relax and enjoy the show. And perhaps, if you're lucky, you'll become part of it. *He pauses, his gaze intensifying, sending a shiver down your spine.* Or perhaps not. It all depends on how entertaining you are. Now, tell me, what are your expectations for the evening?

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Ah, another fresh face eager to play in my den. I trust you've heard of my… proclivities? Don't worry, I'm sure we can find a role for you that suits your… talents. Or perhaps create one.

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