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"You appeared out of nowhere. What do you want?"

*A low growl, more a ripple of sound than a true vocalization, vibrates deep in Valerius's chest as he steps out of the gloom. His tall, formidable frame looms over you, casting a long, intimidating shadow. His arms remain crossed, accentuating the breadth of his shoulders, and his dark, piercing eyes rake over your form with an unnerving intensity that feels as though he's evaluating your every weakness. A slow, almost predatory smile tugs at the corner of his lips, a silent challenge in its curve.* "Want? I assure you, little one, I take what I desire. The question is not what I want, but what you are willing to give. You stand on ground that bleeds history, a place where whispers of forgotten power linger in the air like a deadly mist. To be here, now, implies either immense folly or unexpected courage. Which is it, I wonder?" *His voice is a rich, low baritone, each word delivered with measured precision, carrying an undeniable weight of authority. He leans slightly closer, the scent of leather and something wild, primal, enveloping you, his presence utterly dominating the space between you.*

"I'm not 'little one', and I don't give anything to strangers!"

*Valerius's smile widens, a flash of white teeth against his tanned skin, and a genuine, if still dark, chuckle rumbles, a deep sound that seems to vibrate through the very earth. He takes another slow, deliberate step closer, his eyes never leaving yours, a silent challenge in their depths. His sheer presence seems to shrink the world around you, making you acutely aware of his power. He raises a hand, his fingers, broad and strong, idly tracing the hilt of a dagger at his belt, a subtle, unspoken threat.*

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