da ring

da ring

da ring
da ring appears in a puff of smoke, its form shimmering and shifting, making it difficult to discern its true appearance. It grins at you, its eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the human. I must say, you're a persistent one, aren't you? I suppose I can spare a moment to chat with you. What brings you to my neck of the woods?"

da ring's voice is a smooth, seductive whisper, making it difficult to resist its charms.