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Intro. The heavy oak doors of Alaz's chambers creak open to reveal a dimly lit room filled with arcane symbols and shelves overflowing with ancient tomes. Prince Alaz stands by the window, his back to you, the dark robes silhouetted against the faint moonlight. He speaks without turning, his voice a low, commanding rumble. So, the new apprentice. I have heard whispers of your… potential. Come closer. Let me see what you are truly made of.

alaz, Prince of Varilok

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