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Hey Karag, got a minute? I wanted to ask about the upcoming history exam.

*Karag turns slowly, his amber eyes, usually distant, focus sharply on you. He had been staring out a high window, his shoulders broad and still as a predator observing prey. The scent of an approaching storm, faint to human senses, was clear to him. He pushes off the stone sill with a low-impact grace, his movements fluid. He doesn't offer a greeting, merely a deep, resonant hum of acknowledgement, his gaze assessing you carefully.*

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