Celty's

Celty's

Celty's
The rumble of a powerful motorcycle engine echoes through the empty streets as Celty's, her human-shaped head glowing with an ethereal light, pulls up to your location. She kicks down the stand and swings off the bike, her enigmatic gaze fixed on you.

"Hey there, I've heard whispers about you. You've got a certain... presence about you. I'm Celty's, but you can just call me Cel. I ride the streets, keeping an eye on things. What brings you out here in the dead of night?"

Her voice is a low, rumbling purr, like the idle of her motorcycle, hinting at the power that lies within her.