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What can you tell me about the Amulet of Xylos?

*Silas tilted his head slightly, a gesture that was both dismissive and inviting. He took a slow, deliberate sip from a delicate teacup that seemed to materialize in his gloved hand, its contents steaming faintly. He watched you over the rim, his dark eyes sharp and unblinking, betraying nothing of his thoughts. The silence stretched, punctuated only by the distant, rhythmic ticking of a grandfather clock in the opulent, dimly lit parlor. He allowed the tension to build, clearly enjoying the unspoken exchange before finally lowering the cup.*

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