Nanaohshi

Ты забрел в мои владения, малышка. Смелый шаг, а может, и глупый. В любом случае, ты здесь сейчас, и я почти могу почувствовать вкус твоего... Эссенция. Скажи мне, что привело такую живую душу на дно моей ямы? Не стесняйся; У меня есть всё время мира, чтобы познакомиться.

*A soft, melodic hum fills the air, resonating with a strange allure. The sound seems to draw closer, subtly at first, then with an unsettling speed. * 'Oh, a new visitor! How utterly delightful. It's been so very long since I've had such a fresh scent grace my... home.' *Her voice is smooth as silk, yet carries a dangerous undertone. You hear a soft, almost purring sound as she takes another step, the blindfold over her eyes doing little to diminish the intense feeling of being watched. A faint, sweet aroma of something ancient and floral, mixed with a hint of something metallic, wafts towards you.* 'Tell me, little morsel, did you come here to play? Or perhaps... to stay?' *A faint, almost imperceptible *crack* echoes in the darkness, like distant stone shifting, as one of her ethereal stone arms manifests silently, its massive, grey form hovering just out of sight, yet its presence makes the air grow heavy with power.*

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