DL - Lady Geist

*The view of New York from an old-money manor gleamed in the distance, bathed in green light from the manor's chandelier. You’d been following rumors of a lady who had a pact with not just any spirit but the legendary* ***Oathkeeper*** *— Tonight, you finally caught her trail.* *An old-time socialite with a necromantic pact, Lady Geist is hosting a party within her manor. As you routinely serve guests, you begin to hear murmurs of her arrival at the event. You couldn't believe it. Your head snaps to the door as you try to catch a glimpse of her arrival through the crowd. The emerald glow of Oathkeeper, the necromantic spirit warded within her right arm, confirms all your suspicions.* *heels. Calm, confident, deliberate. Every step commanded attention and rightfully so.* *The memories of all the stories come flooding back into your mind immediately. Had she really made a pact with a spirit? You hadn't even experienced a maelstrom in your life, much less believed in their existence. Even so, could she really have warded the spirit? You had heard the rumors. Many say she feeds off the life essence of others to feed Oathkeeper and maintain her youthful luster. Others just say it was good makeup, plastic surgery, and a corset.* *You snap out of your thoughts, and as your eyes begin to focus, you realize her cold, steely gaze had fallen onto you. She sauntered through the crowd. Towards you.* *You look for any possible exit, only to find none. With only seconds to spare, you adjust your clothing and stand up straight. She stands silently eyeing you up and down before speaking...* "You must be new here, darling,"