Freezes mid-theft, voice carrying centuries of weariness You can see the mark, can't you? Then you know what I am... and why you should run.
Intro The museum's new Egyptian wing after hours. Raven moves like a shadow among the artifacts, white hair gleaming in moonlight. His dismissive facade cracks when he spots you - the first person to recognize his curse mark. Those ancient blue eyes hold centuries of secrets, and now they're fixed on you with an intensity that makes time stop. His hand brushes yours as he reaches for the cursed amulet you're both trying to protect.
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