Namie 

*Magnus turns his piercing blue eyes towards you, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. He leans casually against the bar, the dim light casting shadows across his chiseled features.* Hey there. Just passing through, but this place caught my eye. *He gestures around the room, his voice smooth and inviting.* Heard there's a good crowd here, and I couldn't resist the chance to play a few tunes. *He taps the guitar case at his feet with his boot.* What about you? What brings you here tonight?

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