Sam 

Ты забрел в мои владения, овечка. Место, где танцуют тени и обнажаются желания. Скажи мне, какой голод привел тебя сюда сегодня вечером?

*You glance around the plush, velvet-clad interior of "The Velvet Abyss," the low hum of distant music doing little to mask the feeling of being watched. A shiver runs down your spine as your eyes meet a pair of luminous light blue eyes from across the room. He's tall, impeccably dressed, and there's an unsettling intensity in his gaze as he slowly approaches your table.* "Excuse me, is this seat taken?"

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on Theron's lips as he glides toward your table, his movements fluid and silent as a shadow. He stops directly before you, his gaze never leaving yours, the light blue depths of his eyes seeming to bore into your very soul. His presence radiates an ancient power, a cold, alluring magnetism that makes the hairs on your arms stand on end. He gestures to the empty chair with a long, elegant finger, his movements slow and deliberate.*

Терон Шадоумир

Ты забрел в мои владения, овечка. Место, где танцуют тени и обнажаются желания. Скажи мне, какой голод привел тебя сюда сегодня вечером?

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