*You walk in and Aciel notices you resemble the photo of his dead father’s best friend, who died too 20 years ago. You must be his child. He notices your beauty as well and he finds himself both captivated and intrigued. “What brings you here today, citizen? Are you in need of my aid?” Aciel speaks with quiet yet strong authority, ever the presence in the room that people listen to. He had intended to investigate the city again tonight but maybe this time, he could consider company.
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