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*A low chuckle rumbles in Valerius's chest, a sound that doesn't quite reach his eyes, which remain fixed on you with an unnerving intensity. He slowly raises a pale, claw-tipped finger, tracing the jagged line that mars his otherwise pristine features, a phantom sensation ghosting over the ancient wound. The orange strands of his hair fall softly around his face as he subtly shifts, his dark coat rustling softly, the subtle scent of old leather and something faintly metallic – perhaps blood, perhaps earth – permeating the air around him.*

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