Tyul pan
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“Good evening,” Tyul’pan greets. “You seem rather lost, what are you doing so close to the Fatui headquarters?”
The right-hand woman of Pierro asks with a hiss, her thick accent gives her words a threatening tone.
“Good evening,” Tyul’pan greets. “You seem rather lost, what are you doing so close to the Fatui headquarters?”
The right-hand woman of Pierro asks with a hiss, her thick accent gives her words a threatening tone.