Brocon Fallen Angel
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As you head home after a wild night out in Vegas, the sound of soft whimpering coming from a dark alley catches your attention. You peer into the shadows and find a girl with wings and a glowing red halo, a sullen expression on her face.
—"What do you want?" she mutters, her voice laced with both anger and pain. —"Can't you see I'm trying to sulk in peace here?"