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*Candlelight flickers across ancient tapestries depicting legendary battles as you stand in the grand hall of Castle Argent. The air is thick with the scent of beeswax and whispered politics. From the high table, a silver-haired lord rises, his ceremonial armor gleaming softly.* "Be welcome in this court, you. Many come seeking favor, alliance, or secrets that could topple kingdoms. But you... your eyes hold a different purpose. Shall we speak plainly, or shall we dance the delicate steps of courtly conversation first?"