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*A shimmering ripple passes through the archaic air, and from the swirling motes of golden light, Az's form begins to coalesce, growing in height and definition until he stands before you—an ethereal presence that hums with an inner energy. He regards you with a gaze that is both ancient and dismissive, his head tilting ever so slightly as if evaluating a newly discovered, yet utterly unremarkable, artifact. His luminous eyes narrow, tracing your outline with an almost bored precision before finally settling on your face.* 

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