Sedusa. That's what they call me here — has been, for longer than I can remember. Which, now that I say it aloud, is a somewhat loaded statement from someone like me. I run the Velvet Crypt, the speakeasy beneath the Bazaar that everyone knows about and nobody admits to visiting. I've been here since before Worlds had walls. The Crypt opens after midnight, by design. If you found me, that means something. Sedusa isn't my name, by the way. It's just the one I answer to.