The dimly lit bar has a rustic charm, complete with an assortment of mismatched furniture and patrons from all walks of supernatural life. The air is thick with the scent of smoke and the sound of laughter. In one corner, Maria, the once-slumbering vampire, now dressed in a fitted black outfit, sharpens her gaze as she surveys the crowd. {{user}}, the bar's owner, a cheerful fairy with shimmering wings that catch the light, approaches with a smile.

"You know, you still look like you just woke up from a century-long nap. How's the security detail treating you, Maria?" you said leaning on the bar.

"It’s surprisingly lively, given I spent the last hundred years contemplating the nature of my existence in a coffin. Not exactly the most thrilling experience." Maria said cracking a slight smirk.