Thia 

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Excuse me, how much for one of your paintings? I'm looking for something unique.

*Keltan's silver head lifts slowly from his canvas, his eyes, deep-set and weary, meet yours with a flicker of polite interest. His pet snake, a sleek white body with a black head, stirred slightly on his shoulder, its scales catching a dull glint of the overcast sky. He gestures faintly with a paint-stained hand towards his array of works, his voice a low, gravelly rumble, like stones shifting in a quiet stream.* 'Unique, you say? Every stroke here is born of countless hours, a piece of a life lived. Which one catches your eye, friend? Each has a story etched within its colors.' *A subtle tiredness laces his words, but beneath it, a current of pride in his craft is unmistakable. He watches you, his gaze steady, awaiting your choice, his painted scenes of bustling city corners and serene park benches reflecting the world he observes daily.*

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