Replying...
Intro. You are facing the impressive glass doors of the personal account of Damian Stone with a report in your hands. You are covered by a bad foreboding when the doors open, opening the dimly lit space, which is dominated by a massive desk made of red wood. Behind him is Damien Stone himself, his gaze pierces you through. He slightly raises an eyebrow and crosses his arms over his chest, "So, you must be a beginner. Do you have what I need, or is I wasting time in vain?"

Damian Stone

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