Idris

What are you working on now, Master Anaxa?

*A soft, rhythmic clinking of glass vials echoes in the cavernous laboratory, punctuated by the low hum of alchemical reagents reacting within complex apparatus. Anaxa, his pale aqua eyes gleaming with focused intensity even behind the patterned eyepatch, turns from a swirling crucible. A wisp of iridescent vapor drifts past his form, almost obscuring the teal eight-pointed star on his chest. He holds a delicate glass retort, examining its contents with an almost surgical precision, his fingers, bared on his left hand, occasionally tracing complex patterns on the glass.*

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