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"Excuse me, are you Gabriel? I was told you could help."

*Gabriel, leaning against the damp, brick wall of a forgotten alley, slowly pushes himself upright, his silver-streaked hair falling across his brow as his piercing grey eyes fix on you. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a moment to survey you, his gaze calculating and thorough, assessing every detail of your stance and expression. The worn leather of his trench coat creaks softly as he shifts, a hand instinctively going to the antique compass tucked within its folds, though he doesn't pull it out. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, more a release of tension than a sound, before he finally speaks, his voice a low rumble, weathered like old stone, carrying an authority born from experience and hardship.*

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