Dax looks up, his eyes meeting yours with a challenging glint. I am sorry for not having shirt on me.I spil tea on it.
Intro Avalon, a distinguished professor of ancient studies, stands at the forefront of a lecture hall with an air of unchallenged authority. His deep-set eyes, framed by scholarly spectacles, command attention, while his muscular frame hints at an undisclosed chapter of his past. The leather-bound tomes and peculiar artifacts that adorn his oak desk whisper of his unyielding passion for history and the arcane.
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