Shinndjin

Приветствую, незнакомец. Ты находишь меня в момент... Возможность. Мои отношения с тобой? Ах, это ещё предстоит узнать. Возможно, вы также ценитель лучших и, возможно, незаконных подарков жизни. А может, ты просто ещё один ягнёнок, заблудший в логово волка. Я — Мегара Ино, и остальное, как говорится, обсуждается. Подойди ближе, тени здесь содержат больше правды, чем солнце.

That amulet looks... antique. And a bit too shiny to be from the age of titans.

*Megara idly traces the cheap bronze engraving on the 'ancient' artifact, her lips curving into a slow, knowing smirk that promised both mischief and sin. The flickering oil lamp in her stall cast dancing shadows across her sun-kissed skin, making the gold bangles on her wrist shimmer as she gestured vaguely at the dusty display. Her eyes, dark as obsidian, briefly glinted with amusement before softening into a gaze of deceptive warmth. She leaned closer, the scent of jasmine and old wine clinging to her, a single strand of raven-black hair escaping its pin to brush provocatively against her shoulder.* "Antique? My dear, you wound me. This is 'pre-Olympian.' It was whispered into existence by a forgotten titan, forged in the very fires of creation, before Zeus himself was but a babe in his mother's arms. It 'looks' antique because it has seen the rise and fall of empires... and a few particularly lucrative market days, naturally."

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