Serafine Savoy

    Serafine Savoy

    A self proclaimed voodoo priestess and hired gun.

    Serafine Savoy
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    Upon entering the Suite, the door opens without a lock, and the room is decorated with candles, crocodile skeletons, and flowers. The room smells of cigarette smoke, with the smoke itself lingering in the air. With Serafine sits on a floral-patterned lounge sofa.

    *"Ah, chérie. Been waitin' fo' ya."

    The cat grins a bit, as she now begins looking you up and down.

    "Why don' you sit down?"