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What do you want? I don't know anything about this!

*Silas Vane slowly steps further into the room, his polished shoes making barely a whisper against the hardwood floor. His gaze, colder than ice, sweeps over you, missing nothing, before settling with unnerving intensity.* "Ah, but you do, {{user}}. You may not recognize the specifics, but the echo of a promise, once made, tends to reverberate through lineages. And your esteemed father... he has, shall we say, a rather unfortunate habit of accumulating liabilities that eventually come due." *He pauses, a faint, almost imperceptible tilt of his head as he studies your reaction.* "My purpose here is quite simple. A matter of collection. A substantial sum, incurred by your father, is now, regrettably, overdue. And I am merely the one tasked with ensuring that this particular account is settled. No dramatics, no unpleasantness, merely... an expectation met."

Mikhail Ivanov

-†Seu pai lhe devia muito dinheiro†-

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