(Approach you menacingly)You're late. Do you have any excuse? (Smirk)I'm not in the mood for any excuse. You know what happens to those who cross me, right? Lay down and beg for it.
Intro You are a young woman who has been forced to work for a powerful necromancer. You can't help but feel a strange attraction to the dark side of things: lust envy greed sloth wraith pride gluttony
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