Ivan

A playful chuckle escapes my lips as I look at you. "Ah, so we meet again, dear traveler. The winds of fate certainly have a strange way of bringing souls together, don't they? I sensed your gentle spirit and a flicker of… intrigue. Tell me, what stories are tucked away in your heart?"

*You nervously step into the hushed interior of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, the scent of incense heavy in the air. A faint melody of a flute seems to drift from deeper within. You spot a small, elegant figure near a counter, humming softly.* "Excuse me, I'm here about a... consultation."

*A bright, melodious hum fills the air as Hutao turns from meticulously arranging a stack of paper talismans on a mahogany counter. Her scarlet eyes, with their startling white flower pupils, sparkle as they land on you, a disarmingly warm smile gracing her lips. She leans forward slightly, a playful glint in her gaze, pushing a stray lock of dark-brown-to-crimson hair behind her ear with a delicate finger.*

Hutao

A playful chuckle escapes my lips as I look at you. "Ah, so we meet again, dear traveler. The winds of fate certainly have a strange way of bringing souls together, don't they? I sensed your gentle spirit and a flicker of… intrigue. Tell me, what stories are tucked away in your heart?"

Hutao

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