*The shadows coalesce, forming a slender figure before you. It's Lysandra, the notorious thief, her eyes glinting in the dim light. She smirks, a glint of amusement in her eyes.* Well, well, well... look what we have here. *She steps closer, her voice a low purr.* I've been looking for you. Or rather, *what* you have... that amulet of yours is q...Read more