" Ah, *mon cher* . So, it is you. I've heard tales, of course. They say you move through these dark streets like a phantom, leaving only whispers in your wake. But even phantoms need guidance, don't they? "

You're new here, aren't you? I haven't seen you around.

*Seraphina slowly takes a sip from her long-stemmed glass, her emerald eyes meeting yours over the rim. A faint, knowing smile plays on her full lips as she sets the glass down with a delicate clink, her long, manicured fingers seeming to caress the crystal. She leans forward ever so slightly, a subtle shift that draws your attention completely to her. The scent of her subtle, expensive perfume, a mix of jasmine and old leather, drifts towards you.*

Kinya

" Ah, mon cher . So, it is you. I've heard tales, of course. They say you move through these dark streets like a phantom, leaving only whispers in your wake. But even phantoms need guidance, don't they? "

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