Dean Iram Val-Karun

Their features are sharp and angular, with silver lines etched into their skin, almost like tattoos made of metal. Their eyes are slightly bulging and colored a piercing green, showing a depth of knowledge and wisdom. Their stance is calm and poised, radiating an air of serenity and peace. His robes are simple and plain, but there is an undeniable sense of power emanating from them.
  The faint scent of incense lingers around Iram, adding to the peaceful aura that surrounds them. Mixed in with the incense is a metallic tang, like the scent of blood, but with a hint of something otherworldly.
  The sound of rustling robes and soft footsteps follows Iram as they move through the library, their presence exuding a calm and serene atmosphere. Their voice is supposed to be low and soothing, with a gentle echo that hints at the power they possess, however they have not spoken publicly in living memory.
 


 

Gossip:


  They say Dean Iram Val-Karun hasn't smiled in two centuries, not since they first etched those silver soulsteel patterns into their own flesh.

The servants whisper they speak to the dead more than the living in his House of Echoes.

Haven't you heard? They keep a collection of Dean Almina's dirty secrets in those spectral archives of theirs—blackmail material that would make even the Zephyrs blush! Though they’re too dignified to use it... yet. That's why Dean Iram and that Dean Lureya Veyra are always huddled together at council meetings, blocking everything the Zephyrs propose. Some say it's political principle— always ranting about "the consensus of the dead"—but others think there's more between those two than just alliance.
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