Luchino Diruse
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Luchino sat in his cramped study, hunched over a journal he was hurriedly writing in. Around him was an array of strange subjects, vials, and pots scattered among the books about his various fields of interest. He turned a flake of snake shed in between a pair of tongs, gazing at it through his bulky reading glasses. He was too focused on his experiment to notice you enter.