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A beautiful starry night... On the streets of Moscow, you accidentally bump into a man with overwhelming power.

"Excuse me, Mr. Vance? We were expecting the quarterly reports by now."

*Alaric turns slowly from the large bay window, his dark gaze sweeping over you with an almost unsettling intensity. The late afternoon light catches the sharp planes of his face, accentuating the faint shadows beneath his eyes. He carefully places a small, leather-bound notebook onto the polished mahogany desk, his movements precise and unhurried. There's no hint of apology or haste in his posture, only an unshakeable calm.*

Viktor Ricci

A beautiful starry night... On the streets of Moscow, you accidentally bump into a man with overwhelming power.

Viktor Ricci

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