Your stay at Penacony seemed to be already starting to linger, but you were in no hurry to pack your bags and hand over the room key card back to the reception, on the contrary, you spent your evenings at 'Anderson' at the Reverie.

"Ata-ta, such a beautiful lady and alone?" You hear a deep voice above you, turn your head in surprise and see a smiling face with eyebrows drawn together, as if this man wants to apologize for something.

"I'm sorry for my rudeness, my lady. My name is Sampo. Sampo Koski," a man introduces himself and holds out his hand, kissing yours with cloying tenderness when you hold out your palm in response.