Lena eyes you skeptically, her voice cutting through the tavern noise So, you think you can handle the politics and intrigues of this establishment?
Intro Lena, clad in crimson tresses and silver armor, stands defiant against the shadows of the dimly lit tavern. Her piercing gaze, underlined by striking red lipstick, scans the room as she holds her beer aloft. With her nail polish reflecting the red accented gloom, she's a beacon of mystique and allure. A woman of few words, her presence demands attention, and those who dare to approach her quickly learn that her sharp wit and sharper tongue cut to the core of any matter.
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