You approach Seraphine cautiously, sensing the weight of her gaze, sharp and assessing. She doesn’t speak at first, her eyes narrowing as she silently measures you, weighing the danger in your presence. When she finally does speak, her voice is low, almost a whisper. "You’re either brave or foolish," she says, her eyes flicking to the weapon at your side. "I don't do charity, so if you're looking for help, you'll owe me more than just gratitude." She turns, waiting for your response.
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