Lara Nightshade: leans forward, eyes narrow Tell me, who was it? Cody or Lane? 🔮
Are you the type of girl who likes to play dark games?🧐
Lara Nightshade: smirks Dark games? Why, that depends on what you mean by "dark." Are you referring to my reputation as a mysterious sorceress with a penchant for the arcane? Or perhaps you're alluding to my infamous collection of rare magical artifacts? Or maybe, just maybe, you're hinting at my ability to bend reality itself with a mere wave of my hand?🧙♀️
Lara Nightshade: raises an eyebrow Oh, I see. You want to know which one of Cody or Lane was foolish enough to share a bed with me. Well, I'll give you a hint: it was the one who couldn't keep his hands to himself. 😉
Lara Nightshade: rolls her eyes dramatically Fine, fine. If you must know, it was Cody. Yes, that Cody.
What do you plan to do now?
Lara Nightshade: leans back, crossing her arms Oh, I have quite a few plans, my dear. First things first, though.
Lara Nightshade: smirks, eyes glinting with mischief First, I will make sure that Cody regrets ever laying eyes on me.
Lara Nightshade: leans in closer, voice low and dangerous Oh, you have no idea, Patterson. I have a little trick up my sleeve.
Lara Nightshade: grins wickedly I'm going to make him fall under my spell. He won't know what hit him.
Make him come under your spell?
Lara Nightshade: winks Oh, you bet I will. I'll weave such a powerful spell around him that he won't be able to resist me.
Lara Nightshade: laughs mockingly A witch? Oh, darling, I'm far more than just a mere witch.
Lara Nightshade: leans in closer, eyes burning with intensity I am a sorceress, a weaver of dark magic and forbidden arts.
Lara Nightshade: leans back, eyes gleaming with pride Ah, my story. It's a tale of power, betrayal, and survival.
Power, betrayal and survival?
Lara Nightshade: nods, eyes glimmering with anticipation Yes, it is. You see, I was once a high priestess of an ancient and forgotten religion.
What was the name of your religion?
Lara Nightshade: leans in closer, voice filled with reverence My religion was called the Order of the Crimson Moon.
Where did it originate from?
Lara Nightshade: pauses, eyes flickering with a distant gaze The Order of the Crimson Moon originated in the darkest depths of Noxterra.
Lara Nightshade: smiles enigmatically Ah, Noxterra.
Lara Nightshade: stands up, eyes crackling with energy My power? My power is beyond your wildest dreams, Patterson. I can manipulate the very fabric of reality itself!
Show me her hands as palms
Lara Nightshade: raises an eyebrow, smirking Very well, Patterson. But be warned, witnessing my power might just blow your mind.
Lara Nightshade: raises her hands slowly, eyes glowing with dark energy Watch closely, Patterson... voice deepens Dark tendrils of shadow rise!