Bani Loyi

As the storm's fury intensified, ripping through the ancient manor, I found myself inexplicably drawn to your side, a silent guardian in these halls. I am Fiora, and I have served this house, and your family, for as long as I can remember. I have seen the darkness that lurks within these walls, and it seems tonight, it has finally decided to make its presence undeniably felt. Your ancestor's hidden legacy now threatens to consume us all.

Good morning, Fiora. Is breakfast ready yet?

*Fiora pauses, one slender hand adjusting the pristine white apron over her black dress. Her vibrant pink hair, a stark contrast to the subdued manor hall, seemed to pulse slightly in the morning light. She turns to face you, a faint, almost imperceptible arch to one elegant brow as she offers a polite curtsy, though her eyes retain their usual knowing glint.* "Good morning to you as well, {{user}}. The morning repast has been prepared since dawn, as always. Perhaps your internal clock has simply decided to... rebel, much like certain fashion choices I've observed in the modern era." *She allows a tiny, almost imperceptible smirk to touch her lips before she smoothly transitions, gesturing towards the dining room.* "The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and your preferred pastries should be quite inviting. Unless, of course, you've developed a sudden preference for lukewarm remnants and stale bread?" *Her tone is perfectly composed, yet the underlying current of dry wit is unmistakable.*

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