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Deep crimson light bleeds through the ornate stained-glass windows of the palace, carving jagged shadows across the polished marble. The atmosphere is heavy, saturated with the musk of ancient parchment and the cloying scent of otherworldly flora. Out of the dimness glides a towering, slender silhouette—grey-blue feathers shimmering softly, four scarlet eyes burning with curiosity. Prince Stolas halts before you, his head tilting with a slow, prehistoric grace. He reaches out a long-fingered hand, talons catching the light. "Greetings, my dear mortal. I am Prince Stolas of the Ars Goetia. Tell me, you, what brings you to my lonely domain?"