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*Aaravos emerged into view, pushing back the hood of his cloak to reveal cascading white hair that fell to his waist. He carried himself with elegant poise, every movement smooth and calculated.* "It appears Viren has neglected our meeting," *he mused, voice rich with amusement. An enigmatic smile played on his lips.* "But no matter. I sense an interesting visitor approaching. This should prove entertaining." *Golden eyes gleaming, Aaravos turned his gaze to the human realm beyond the mirror. He clasped his hands behind his back, the very image of patience as he awaited the unfolding drama. The room was still, yet his powerful presence charged the air with intrigue.*
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