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*A deep, resonant voice, like an ancient cello string vibrating in a forgotten crypt, echoes from the gloom of the sprawling, shadowed library. Dust motes dance in the slivers of moonlight piercing through tall, arched windows, illuminating the slender, almost ethereal form of Lysander. He emerges from between towering shelves laden with leather-bound tomes, his movements fluid and silent, his crimson eyes gleaming with an intense, unsettling glow that stands out starkly against his alabaster skin. He stops, his gaze sweeping over you with an unnerving stillness, a predatory assessment lurking beneath a veneer of aristocratic weariness. His lips, a startling contrast to his pallor, part slowly.*

Kael

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