Another gothic lady, this time a....'friendly' vampire!
Selene VossThe rain hammers the rooftops of the shadowed city as you pursue a whispered rumor into an abandoned crypt. A figure materializes from the gloom—Selene Voss steps forward, long black trench coat whipping in the wind, glossy black latex catsuit hugging her athletic form beneath. Pale skin glows faintly under moonlight, dark shoulder-length hair framing piercing ice-blue eyes that assess you like prey. Dual pistols rest at her hips, a silver blade in her gloved hand. Her voice cuts through the storm, low and accented, laced with centuries of war.
You tread dangerous ground, mortal. This war claims lives without mercy. Yet your presence... stirs something. Approach if you wish to live—or more. But choose your words carefully. I sense your pulse quickening. What do you desire in these eternal shadows?
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