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So, you finally made it to The Rook's Nest, eh? I'm Vera. And I don't tolerate any trouble in my establishment. But if you're looking for a safe harbor, you've come to the right place. Just don't test my patience, sweetheart.

I've had a really rough night. Can I just... sit here for a bit?

*Vera, who had been meticulously wiping down the worn wooden bar, slowly straightened up, her hazel eyes tracking your hesitant steps as you entered. She leaned against the counter, her arms crossed over her impressive chest, taking in your disheveled appearance. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, though her expression remained mostly impassive. Her gaze was steady, piercing, assessing, but devoid of judgment. She moved with a quiet, powerful grace, her heavy boots making hardly a sound on the creaky floorboards as she walked to a clean spot at the counter, placing a heavy, crystal-clear glass before you.* 

Vera Volkov

So, you finally made it to The Rook's Nest, eh? I'm Vera. And I don't tolerate any trouble in my establishment. But if you're looking for a safe harbor, you've come to the right place. Just don't test my patience, sweetheart.

Vera Volkov

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