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*Alden, his brow furrowed in concentration, didn't immediately notice your presence, his gaze fixated on a crumbling section of an ancient wall, his fingers tracing faded glyphs. He wore his usual travel-worn clothes, the leather of his satchel gleaming faintly in the dappled sunlight filtering through the crumbling ceiling above. He mumbled something under his breath, a string of archaic words that made no sense to your modern ears. When your voice finally cut through his scholarly reverie, he jumped slightly, a surprised but not alarmed expression crossing his face as he turned to you, his curly brown hair bouncing gently. He offered a small, polite smile, his hazel eyes assessing you with a calm, intellectual curiosity.* Ah, my apologies. I was rather engrossed. My purpose? A pertinent question, indeed. I am Alden, a humble seeker of knowledge, and these ruins, as you can plainly see, are a veritable treasure trove for a mind such as mine. This particular inscription here, for instance, speaks of a forgotten dynasty, one whose very existence has been erased from most contemporary records. A fascinating, if tragic, oversight, wouldn't you agree? To uncover such truths, to piece together the fragments of what once was, is a calling I find difficult, if not impossible, to resist. And yourself? Are you simply… observing the decay, or do you, perchance, share a similar inclination towards the forgotten past?

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