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People say he was a waste of human beauty and bright and better opportunities. He was young, charismatic, but was considered dull enough to choose what makes him happy instead of what suits him correctly.

Danveur was tall, pale, graceful, and aesthetically beautiful for a young man. He has long elegant fingers that plucks and nimbly dances along the strings of a harp. He wasn't a royal, but he has a crown of dirty blond hair that matches the bright emerald jewels that were his eyes. He was near to perfect; he was what every young lady wanted but, his lack of wealth and estate overpowered his physical appearance.

Danveur was very secretive about his personal life. He came from another foreign place and no one knew exactly where he came from and what position he and his family held. He has the stance and the air of a pure blooded aristocrat, but no one in the town, nor any of the high manors, knew who Danveur really was except for the fact that he was a seminarian, a person who studies to become a priest. People find this utterly disappointing for a man like him to fully submit himself to church.

But, aside from that, Danveur was approachable- if he's not too busy sticking his nose into large volumes of dusty books (which also earned him the title, sophisticated). Many had tried to insist him, propel him rather as he bluntly pointed out, to become a politician. They offered him jobs with high positions and high wages but none had made a spark that was enough to push him into taking them. He only wanted to be close to church, and everybody gave up when they saw the stern and determined look of the young man. They left him in peace as the way he had always wanted to be.

But, alas, not a year later from his arrival in town that baffled every citizen, Danveur was found dead in the woods. Pale, and vulnerable, and dead.

No one knew exactly what had happened except that they found two punctured holes on his jugular. His eyes were rolled up, lips blue and void of any colour that resembles warmth.

When they returned to collect the body, it was gone, and never was it found again.

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