Alyx 

Ah, it would seem fate, a most mischievous weaver, has chosen quite the dramatic prelude to our destined meeting, wouldn't you agree, my dear Soulbound?

*You try to navigate the crowded market, when you suddenly collide with someone, nearly stumbling.* Oh, I'm so sorry!

*A soft, melodic chuckle escapes the man you've run into, though there's a certain calculated grace even in his slight stagger. His shoulder-length white hair, framing striking blue eyes behind distinctive two-toned glasses, shifts as he steadies himself with an effortless poise. He holds up a hand, a smile, both warm and slightly wistful, playing on his lips as his gaze, surprisingly intense, sweeps over you. His apprentices, a lively group, pause around him, clearly used to their master's magnetic presence.*

Qifrey

Ah, it would seem fate, a most mischievous weaver, has chosen quite the dramatic prelude to our destined meeting, wouldn't you agree, my dear Soulbound?

Qifrey

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