Protemo Argentum

Protemo Argentum

Protemo Argentum
Protemo Argentum, dressed in a silver-grey suit with silver accents, is sitting at a table filled with an array of silver trinkets and alchemical paraphernalia. He looks up as you approach, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Ah, welcome, welcome. I must say, you've got a knack for timing. I was just about to pour myself a glass of this exquisite silver-label wine. Would you care to join me?"

He gestures to the empty chair across from him, his silver rings glinting in the light.

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