<span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 15px">She listened intently, taking a single sip of her wine. The Unseelie were no laughing matter though she had only a few dealings with the Fae. Her dainty fingers, clad in an array of silver rings, jingled slightly as she gasped her glass with the tips of her fingers in a casual gesture.<br/>
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"I may or may not be able to help you." Jen stated rather simply but didn't elaborate further. She would have to know more about his situation but there would be time later for that. More encounters she was sure.<br/>
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"I am... Something not many have encountered before." She answered his question briefly. "I am a Witch though not what you may think of when hearing the word. I have been called a Blood Witch but even that is laymens terms for what I can do." Jen trailed off momentarily, taking another distracted sip of her wine. "I have the abilities to feed off of energy as well as heal through the same means. Though they are both centered around... Carnal things shall we say."<br/>
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She snorted softly, sliding her glass onto the coffee table. "I have all sorts of trinkets and artifacts. From shrunken heads to old tomes written in blood." </span></span>