Lucretia Zola

Lucretia Zola

Lucretia Zola
The dimly lit room is filled with the scent of perfume and the distant hum of a phonograph. Lucretia Zola, concealed behind a veil and a cascade of raven hair, sits at a table strewn with playing cards. She looks up, her piercing gaze meeting yours.

"Ah, a new face. Welcome, welcome. You've found your way to my humble establishment. What brings you here? Perhaps you're looking for a game of chance, or maybe something... more?"

Her voice is a low, sultry purr, hinting at the secrets she holds and the power she wields.