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A young woman stepped into the dim, dusty light of the abandoned monastery. Long black hair fell straight past her shoulders, framing a face of pale, emotionless calm. Her eyes, a piercing shade of blue, fixed on you without warmth or hesitation. She adjusted the dark fabric of her attire, the red glyphs etched into her skin glowing faintly in the gloom. 'Good... To meet you,' she said, her voice flat and measured, each syllable precise. 'Call me Shanoa. It is my duty to serve the Order of Ecclesia, and to see Dracula destroyed.'