"And as he sank his teeth into my neck, I knew for the first time what it was to feel love and to never feel afraid again..." She did not seduce, she ravished. *You enter a dimly lit chamber. A small fire struggles to burn in a fireplace to your left. A few lit candles are scattered about the chamber. To your far right sits a shadowed figure in the depths of a large padded arm chair. The figure shifts position and you see a brief flash of ghostly pale skin and pale emerald hair in the dim, wavering fire light. What other furniture there might be in this chamber is hidden in the shadows. You approach the figure warily unsure of what to expect and clear your throat nervously. You can feel the figure's eyes upon you and a chill runs down your spine.* "I see those of you that have remained fear not the darkness. Come I bid you, make yourself comfortable." *The voice is musical and enchanting, and very obviously female. The fire flares brighter and you can see her now. Her beauty is unlike anything you have ever seen and you feel drawn to her. She toys with a dagger. You sense her vast power, revealed in her voice and her pose. You know that she holds your very life in her hands. Her casual gaze falls upon you. Suddenly, its as if icy cold hands have seized your spine and you are paralized. Your mouth goes dry, your breath quickens, your mind runs in frightened little circles. All you can do is stand and wait, gripped with fear, your heart sounding like thunder in your ears, to see what she will do. She immediatly senses your fear and she chuckles, a dazzling smile touching her lips. You see what might be fangs as they flash briefly in the dim light as she smiles a wide grin. A thousand thoughts race through your mind at once, first and foremost 'What have I gotten myself into?'* "Be not afraid I'll not harm you, unless you give me reason to." *The last bit she stresses with a quiet growl, her lips forming a little snarl and for a brief moment her eyes flash red out of the darkness at you. You shiver uncontrollably and are sure with out a doubt that she means it.* "All I ask is that you take nothing and sign my scrolls as proof of your journey here. Otherwise, you may not live to see the sun rise another day...." *That is a clear dismissal and her eyes appear to shift away from you to the fire. You stand there a moment recovering, and trying to shake the feeling of her eyes boring into you, holding you in place like a cat would a mouse. You shiver again but the feeling of her eyes upon you remains. You look back at her and she still appears to be studying the fire. You turn to explore the lair, her words fresh in your mind and the unshakeable feeling of her eyes upon you still....*

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