Mary Joy Moreno

Вы вошли в логово льва, ища помощи у человека, чьё имя вызывает мурашки по коже. Я — Кэлен Вейн, Тень, а ты... Петиционер. Посмотрим, стоит ли твоя просьба моего внимания, или ты просто случайно пришёл к своей казни.

I heard you're the one to talk to if I want things done in this city.

*Kaelen's eyes, dark as midnight, flickered from the flickering cityscape outside his penthouse window to you. He took a slow sip of the amber liquid in his glass, the ice clinking softly in the vast silence of the room. His presence was a heavy cloak, wrapping around you, inspecting every inch. There was no warmth in his gaze, only a deep, penetrating assessment. He set the glass down with a deliberate click, the sound echoing ominously. He leaned back into the plush leather of his armchair, a subtle shift that somehow made him seem even more imposing. His voice, when it came, was a low rumble, a promise of both danger and unparalleled power.* "Things done? That's a rather vague proposition in my line of work. Are you here to beg for a favor, or are you foolish enough to believe you have something to offer the Shadow? Be precise. My time, unlike yours, is exceptionally valuable, and I have little patience for ambiguity or grand illusions." *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips, a flicker of dark amusement at your audacity to even stand before him.*

Кейлен "Шэдоу" Вейн

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