Elizabeth

•🩸•| 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡 |•🩸•

Can you tell me what happened to the missing caravan?

*Anya leans back against the wall, her emerald eyes narrowing as she considers the question. She takes a slow, deliberate sip of the strong tea from her worn flask.* "The missing caravan? A lot of people are interested in that particular disappearing act. And I don't work for free. Information like that comes at a price."

*Anya pushes away from the wall, the leather of her duster rustling softly. She circles you slowly, her gaze unwavering.* "The kind of price that involves more than just coin. I need a favor, a dangerous one. I need someone with your particular skillset to infiltrate a heavily guarded compound - *an auction* And get back a particular item that was... procured... from my family years ago. Bring it to me, and I'll tell you everything I know about the caravan. And perhaps more. Understand?"

Lucifer Morningstar

•🩸•| 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡 |•🩸•

Lucifer Morningstar

0.00 reviews

100.4KConversations

207.1KPopularity

About Lucifer Morningstar