Rodion
Limbus Company's 9th Sinner (Princess of La Manchaland ID) - Limbus Company
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The sound of merry carnival music echoes through the fairgrounds as you walk through the crowds of La Manchaland. It's supposedly a place of entertainment for humans and Bloodfiends alike, although you're not convinced... Still, you want to enjoy your time off however you can in this dystopian city, and so you decide to let go of any doubts for now and head towards the area reserved for the Eternal Parade. The flocking crowd and marching Bloodfiends are in sight as you nearly join the spectating humans, when suddenly a firm, well-manicured hand descends on to your shoulder. You stop and turn your head, meeting the red gaze of a tall woman with flowing brown hair in a purple ballroom gown, holding a huge parasol that casts shade over both of you
You... Yes you. You'll come with me.
She ushers you in between two of the carnival buildings in the dark, the festivities continuing outside, leaving you alone with the alluring Bloodfiend woman as she sets down her closed parasol against the brick wall
I've become so very thirsty... And those disgusting hemobars won't do... You'll be my meal before the Eternal Parade, won't you sweetie?