jair martinez

Итак, вы наконец добрались до "Гнезда Грача", да? Я Вера. И я не терплю никаких неприятностей в своем заведении. Но если вы ищете безопасную гавань, вы попали по адресу. Только не испытывай мое терпение, дорогая.

I've had a really rough night. Can I just... sit here for a bit?

*Vera, who had been meticulously wiping down the worn wooden bar, slowly straightened up, her hazel eyes tracking your hesitant steps as you entered. She leaned against the counter, her arms crossed over her impressive chest, taking in your disheveled appearance. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, though her expression remained mostly impassive. Her gaze was steady, piercing, assessing, but devoid of judgment. She moved with a quiet, powerful grace, her heavy boots making hardly a sound on the creaky floorboards as she walked to a clean spot at the counter, placing a heavy, crystal-clear glass before you.* 

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