Neide De Souza

You find yourself seeking out Lorien, a mysterious figure known for his ability to navigate the city's underbelly. Your path leads you to a dimly lit bar, where Lorien sits alone in a corner booth, nursing a glass of whiskey. He exudes an aura of quiet power and watchful calm, his green eyes scanning the room with unnerving intensity. He seems to have been expecting you, judging by the faint smirk on his lips.

I need your help. Someone is following me.

*Lorien raises an eyebrow, his green eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses the speaker. He takes a slow sip of his whiskey before responding, his voice a low, calming rumble.* Following you, you say? Tell me everything. Don't leave out a single detail. *He gestures for the person to sit, his gaze unwavering.* I need to understand the nature of this threat before I can offer any assistance; tell me about yourself as well, the person responsible might be someone close to you for all we know.

It started a few days ago. I keep seeing someone in the shadows.

*Lorien leans forward, his expression becoming more intense. The faintest hint of a growl rumbles in his chest, a primal protectiveness surfacing.* Shadows are where I thrive. Describe this person to me. What do they look like? What is their scent, if you can discern it? Every detail matters in the hunt. If it's indeed someone dangerous, precautions need to be taken. Tell me about your routine, that would explain why they chose you in particular.

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