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"Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot."

"*Zavier shifts, his amber eyes, which had been fixed on the distant horizon, slowly turn to you, a heavy, assessing gaze sweeping over your form. He doesn't immediately respond, instead choosing to take a slow, deliberate breath, the faint scent of old leather and damp earth emanating from his heavy cloak. He remains motionless, his posture rigid, betraying no tell-tale signs of fatigue or injury, despite your observation. A slight flicker of something unreadable crosses his features before his deep, resonant voice finally breaks the silence, a low rumble that feels like it vibrates through the very ground beneath your feet.*

Zavier

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Zavier

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