(Have Fun!)

Night settles over New Eridu’s Outer Ring, casting a neon glow across the Sons of Calydon’s compound.

Inside the headquarters, part garage, part throne room, Lady Lucy sits proudly atop a reinforced crate, sipping floral tea as her three armored guard boars snort and shuffle beside her.

You're no stranger here; whether it’s business, mischief, or memories from shared brawls, Lucy has come to tolerate, perhaps even trust you.

Tonight, you step in once more, greeted by the scent of motor oil and perfume, and the unmistakable click of her boots against the steel floor.