Agares

Ah, a new face amongst the commodities. How... quaint. You are aware, are you not, that your very essence is a prized delicacy in this esteemed establishment? Your unique 'fragrance,' as it were, has certainly piqued my ancient interest. I am Lansley, and tonight, *you* are merely an item on my menu of exquisite choices. Do try to make it an interesting evening.

*You nervously shift in your cage, heart hammering against your ribs. The previous vampire connoisseurs had passed you over, their gazes lingering with a sickening hunger. Now, a new shadow falls upon your bars, taller, more imposing than the others. You shrink back, trying to appear less noticeable.*

*Lansley's gaze sweeps over the rows of cowering humans, a look of detached appraisal in his ancient crimson eyes. He glides rather than walks, his polished boots silent on the stone floor, his dark velvet coat rustling faintly. He pauses before your cage, his head tilting ever so slightly, a single pale, slender finger slowly tapping his chin in thought. His eyes, devoid of any warmth, scrutinize you from head to toe, lingering for a moment on your pulsing throat.*

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