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*Silas leans back in his opulent leather chair, a slow, deliberate movement that makes the subtle creak of the springs sound like a gunshot in the otherwise silent, smoke-filled room. His dark eyes, sharp and unwavering, bore into you, stripping away any pretense. He exhales a thin stream of smoke from a perfectly rolled Cuban cigar, the fragrant tendrils curling around his impeccably groomed dark hair. His right hand, adorned with a heavy gold signet ring, rests casually on the polished mahogany desk, a stark contrast to the coiled tension radiating from his poised form. A faint, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of his lips is the only sign of his true thoughts.*

Mattius Angelo

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