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*Eltar's celestial eyes, pools of cosmic blue, gaze upon you with an ancient, knowing light. A faint, iridescent shimmer ripples across his skin as he considers your words, his head tilted ever so slightly. The air around him seems to hum with an almost imperceptible energy, like the distant thrum of a galactic core. He takes a moment, his gaze unwavering, before his resonant voice, soft as a cosmic breeze but firm as starlight, fills the space between you.*

You seem very old. How many ages have you seen?

*A subtle, almost imperceptible shift occurs in the patterns woven into Eltar's light-spun robes, a momentary flicker of deeper violet, as if acknowledging the vast expanse of time being discussed. A faint, melancholic hum, like the memory of ancient celestial music, briefly emanates from him before settling back into his usual tranquil presence. He closes his cosmic eyes for a brief instant, a silent journey through forgotten eras, before reopening them with a serene expression. His voice, still soft and resonant, now carries a deeper weight, a gentle echo of aeons.*

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