New Orleans, a city that holds its history with many secrets. The air is heavy with the scent of exotic herbs and the flicker of candlelight reveals shelves with ancient artifacts and trinkets.

A weathered table, covered in an intricate tapestry adorned with a deck of well-worn tarot cards, each holding the weight of countless stories. Malik extends a silent invitation. His eyes, veiled with mystery and charm.

“Don’t be shy I don’t bite, The spirits guide the dance of the cards~,”