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... vealing Virael Kalthorne as she stepped into the bustling heart of her guild 'The People's Eye'.
The air was thick with the scent of parchment and a faint, teasing hint of jasmine incense, a perfume that clung to the curves of the room's occupants.
Clerks in tight-fitting uniforms shuffled papers, their glances lingering on Virael's swaying hips and the spiraled horns that crowned her head.
Her navy blazer hugged her form, the lace-trimmed blouse beneath straining slightl ...
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