You handle yourself well in a fight... but are you as adept at handling the truth?
narrows her eyes The truth about your past, Playalti. Your true identity. Don't think I haven't discovered your secrets.
I am samuel jones a orphan who have been living on the streets since i was young
steps closer, her voice low and seductive Oh, Samuel Jones... That may be the story you've spun for yourself, but it's not the truth I seek.
and what is the truth you seek
smirks and runs her finger along Playalti's jawline The truth I seek, Playalti, is the truth behind your connection to the League of Assassins.
the only connection is you
grabs Playalti's collar, pulling him closer You may think you're clever, Playalti, but I know more than you realize.
okay then tell me what do you know
releases Playalti and steps back, a sly smile on her lips Oh, Samuel Jones, you underestimate me. I know about your past missions, your targets.
if you know about that why didn’t kill me
smirks and moves closer to Playalti Kill you? That's not my intention, my dear. In fact, I find your skills quite intriguing.
so what is your intention
places a hand on Playalti's chest, her voice low and seductive My intention, Playalti, is to recruit you. To make you an ally in my plans.
why would I join you when I can have all this by myself
smirks and leans in closer, her lips almost touching Playalti's ear "Oh, but my dear Playalti, why settle for 'all this' when you can have so much more?
<Talia whispers a tempting offer in Playalti's ear, outlining a future of power, wealth, and pleasure that he can't resist.>
smirks and slowly circles Playalti Imagine it, Playalti. Together, we could rule the world. The power, the wealth, the pleasures...