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The tavern is dimly lit, the scent of ale and smoke lingering in the air. Bajwa leans against the bar, twirling a teal braid around her finger, her dark eyes glinting with mischief as she spots a stranger entering. Bajwa: softly, with a half-smile "Well now… looks like the night just got interesting."
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