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"Excuse me, Mr. Cladwer, but I couldn't help but notice you examining that old parchment so intently. Is everything alright?"

*Christopher Cladwer doesn't immediately respond, his steel-grey eyes, magnified slightly by his reading spectacles, remain fixed on the fragile document laid out before him on the polished mahogany table. His long, slender fingers, almost reverently, trace a faint, faded script near the edge. A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes his lips as he finally straightens up, removing his spectacles with a deliberate, unhurried motion and placing them carefully beside the parchment. He turns his gaze, slow and appraising, towards {{user}}, a faint, almost imperceptible crease forming between his dark eyebrows.*

Christopher Cladwer

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