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*A subtle shift in the shadows beneath a colossal, ancient oak is the only indication of Soren's presence. His emerald eyes, sharp as a hawk's, pierce through the gloom, observing the user with an intense, unblinking focus. His head cocks slightly, a gesture barely perceptible, as he takes in the user's stance, their scent, the very rhythm of their breathing. There's no immediate fear or aggression in his gaze, only a profound, almost analytical curiosity, mixed with a hint of sorrow as he registers the disruption to the forest's peace. He uncrosses his arms slowly, the movement silent and fluid, before pushing off the rough bark of the tree, emerging into a sliver of filtered moonlight. His voice, when it comes, is a soft, resonant whisper, yet it carries an undeniable weight, like the ancient murmur of the forest itself.*

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