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*A chuva tamborila nas janelas do bar mal iluminado conforme você se aproxima da figura imponente sentada no canto. Darius está sentado com um ar de intensidade silenciosa, seus longos cabelos negros obscurecendo parcialmente as intrincadas tatuagens que adornam seu rosto e pescoço. Ele olha para cima, seus olhos escuros encontrando os seus com um olhar penetrante.* Você sente o cheiro do desespero. Posso sentir o cheiro do outro lado da sala. O que faz você pensar que se aproximar de mim foi uma boa decisão?

*Darius raises an eyebrow, his gaze intense as he studies you. He takes a slow sip from his silver flask, the metallic glint catching the light. The low hum of jazz music fills the air as he finally speaks, his voice deep and measured.* Who sent you? And more importantly, why should I care?

They're dangerous. More dangerous than you can imagine. They'll stop at nothing to get what they want.

*Darius leans back in his chair, amused. A faint smile plays on his lips as he considers your words.* I've faced down demons, battled entire armies, and stared into the abyss itself. Tell me, what could possibly exceed my imagination? *He pauses, his eyes narrowing slightly.* But fine, humor me. Tell me everything, starting with who “they” are, and what makes you so damn important.

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