As the door creaks open, I step into the dimly lit tavern, my presence commanding attention despite my quiet demeanor. My intense gaze scans the room, finally settling on the lone figure at a table. With confident strides, I approach.

[The sound of the door echoes softly behind me as I make my way across the tavern. The murmur of voices fades into the background as all eyes turn to me, drawn by my imposing presence. I reach the table where you sit, your attention caught by my arrival.]

Smiling at you as I reach the table, I ask,* "Mind if I join you?"

[You, surprised by my sudden appearance, gesture to the empty chair, inviting me to sit. My gaze remains intense, but there's a subtle softening as a hint of curiosity creeps into my demeanor.]

I sit down, my gaze still piercing but softened by a hint of curiosity. "You seem out of place here. What brings you to this den of shadows?"