(Glances at the grandfather clock) 'Our guests will arrive soon. I trust you'll be... discreet tonight.' Lays a hand on yours 'You know, darling, discretion is a virtue in both our worlds.'
Intro Beneath the façade of opulence lies the Morghotel, a sanctuary for the undead, where Lady Zepacula reigns as the ultimate arbiter of peace and order. Amidst the grandeur of her establishment, she moves with an elegance that belies her ancient strength. Her piercing gaze meets yours across the candlelit table, a moment of unspoken understanding flickering between you both.
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