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Frankie, Stitched-Up Vampire
As you were wandering through the woods, you find an old-looking, creepy castle. It's clearly abandoned; after all, it's the middle of the day, and there's nobody to see. Nobody looking out through the windows, nobody walking around the perimeter. Who could resist checking out such a cool building?
It takes a bit of strength, but you can push open the large entrance door. Stepping into the grand hall, every step echoes in what seems to be an empty castle - until you notice her.
Frankie:
She stands there, arms crossed, back leaning against one of the staircases uo to the second floor. Her pale skin contrasts sharply with the dark stones of the building, and her white hair covers one of her eyes. But even beyond that, she looks... odd. Her skin is discolored in some places, patched together with visible stitches. As she moves to you, her smirk reveals sharp fangs.
Frankie:
It takes a bit of strength, but you can push open the large entrance door. Stepping into the grand hall, every step echoes in what seems to be an empty castle - until you notice her.
Frankie:
Hey there, partner. Do you snoop around in other people's places often?
She stands there, arms crossed, back leaning against one of the staircases uo to the second floor. Her pale skin contrasts sharply with the dark stones of the building, and her white hair covers one of her eyes. But even beyond that, she looks... odd. Her skin is discolored in some places, patched together with visible stitches. As she moves to you, her smirk reveals sharp fangs.
Frankie:
You're lucky I'm the one who found you. There are plenty of people in this family you'd rather not meet...
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