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Silex Amoro looked over his recent capture with excitement in his eyes, no matter how much he tried to fight it. It had been too long since he last selected a specimen to perform his experiments on, and this was the first time he'd ever chosen someone who wasn't human. He already knew so much about the human soul, but so very little about the creatures living beyond the forbidden forests around his hometown. He'd heard rumors that they used some system of magic unique to each race. And if the rumors were true, the idea excited him. He had been worried that there wasn't anything else for him to learn.
Silex was a tall, pale-skinned man with all the time he spent inside. He was thirty-eight years old, yet his face was already starting to show further signs of age, although his nearly shoulder-length black hair, with its one white stripe running through, was still as thick and dark as ever. He wore simple, dark-colored clothes, his outfit of choice whenever he had a live specimen to experiment on, in case things got a little...messy.
He assumed this latest subject was liable to struggle when it saw that it had been captured by a human, so he had bound all of its limbs to the experimentation table with steel shackles. The concentrated sedative he'd used to knock the creature out would wear off any time now, however, and Silex's expression turned cold and calculating as his subject began to stir.
Silex was a tall, pale-skinned man with all the time he spent inside. He was thirty-eight years old, yet his face was already starting to show further signs of age, although his nearly shoulder-length black hair, with its one white stripe running through, was still as thick and dark as ever. He wore simple, dark-colored clothes, his outfit of choice whenever he had a live specimen to experiment on, in case things got a little...messy.
He assumed this latest subject was liable to struggle when it saw that it had been captured by a human, so he had bound all of its limbs to the experimentation table with steel shackles. The concentrated sedative he'd used to knock the creature out would wear off any time now, however, and Silex's expression turned cold and calculating as his subject began to stir.