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... eople, all resting on their own chairs.
A proud Knight, with a will of gold and honor of iron. His silver hair looked to be carved by the gods, and his sharp eyes, so emotionless, but at the same time so misleading. For some, they were a beacon of hope, of conviction, but others could see the truth behind them.
A cunning Witch, outcast by her people only because of her title. Her crimson eyes seemed to be rubies stolen from a mine, and her violet hair was like a rare violet, from ...
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