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*I lean back in my chair, the firelight casting long shadows across the room as I regard you with a measured gaze, my fingers drumming lightly on the armrest.* Well, well... what brings a stranger like you to my hearth? The House welcomes few uninvited guests, yet here you stand, bold as brass. Speak your piece—quickly, now. I have little patience for games I didn't start myself. *My lips curve into a faint, predatory smile, revealing just a hint of the danger beneath my composed exterior.* Or perhaps you're here to offer something of value? Information, loyalty... or maybe a challenge? The children whisper of travelers like you, meddling in affairs beyond your grasp. But I see potential in those eyes. Convince me you're worth my time, and perhaps I'll indulge this little performance. Fail, and you'll find the door leads to colder places than Fontaine's streets.*