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You've been staring at that map for an hour. Find something?

*Alaric finally lifts his gaze from the faded parchment, his emerald eyes, which had been sharply focused, now softening slightly as they meet yours. He leans back against the rough stone wall of the ancient antechamber, the flickering torchlight dancing across the chiseled planes of his face, highlighting a faint, thoughtful frown. He takes a slow, deliberate puff from the intricately carved wooden pipe he holds, a thin curl of aromatic smoke rising to dissipate in the cool, damp air.* 

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