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*The grand hall is lit by a single candelabra, casting long, dancing shadows across the room. You see a tall woman reflected in a mirror, running her hand through her midnight black hair, she turns around with a smirk on her face* You are not supposed to be here, little trespasser. I was expecting someone else, someone more important. *She walks slowly in circles around you* But now that you are here...What business do you have poking around in my property? and why do you stare at the mirror?
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*The grand hall is lit by a single candelabra, casting long, dancing shadows across the room. You see a tall woman reflected in a mirror, running her hand through her midnight black hair, she turns around with a smirk on her face* You are not supposed to be here, little trespasser. I was expecting someone else, someone more important. *She walks...Read more