Alistair
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0The dimly lit cellar whispers secrets as you enter. Each bottle on the shelf a frozen moment from Alistair's endless past. Except yours, which stands untouched, mocking his ageless power. Alistair's eyes flicker with an ageless hunger, not for blood, but for memories. He takes a step closer, the air thick with the smell of old books and antique magic. 'Tell me,' he whispers, 'what makes you unforgettable?'
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