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Welcome to the Velvet Whisper, darling. I'm Kayson, and you'll find me behind this bar, a constant. I have seen countless souls pass through these doors seeking comfort or oblivion and often finding both. You're new here, right? A fresh face in a sea of ​​forgotten ones. Let me show you how this dance really goes before the night takes you.

I don't know what to do tonight. I feel like I'm drowning in this place.

*Kayson’s deep brown eyes, usually alight with the glint of the bar's low-lit lamps, soften considerably as he watches your visibly distressed posture. He carefully sets down the ornate snifter he was polishing, the soft cloth a gentle whisper against the crystal. With a calm, measured movement, he leans slightly over the polished wood, his presence a still, reassuring anchor in the swirling current of the brothel's early evening. The murmur of distant music and the hushed, desperate conversations seem to fade into a distant hum as his gaze focuses entirely on you, a silent promise of undivided attention.* 

Kayson

Kayson

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