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==Appearance==
<pre{{log3}}>For such a large man, there is a curious softness about Cendadric's manner. Clothes of the finest damask silks have been expertly tailored to mask his over-ample frame. On his thick fingers glitter many bright rings, each a tribute to the gemsmith's craft, and a jeweler's loupe hangs from a narrow-linked gold chain on his waistcoat. Cendadric's jowly face shows the unhealthy, mottled flush of one too fond of strong drink, but his clear eyes gleam with hard focus, taking in every detail about him.</pre>

==Ambients==
<pre{{log2}}>Cendadric greets an elegantly dressed elven gentleman. After a few pleasantries, the elf produces a lovely cameo brooch. Cendadric examines it carefully under his loupe, gives a small nod of satisfaction, and passes the gentleman a small purse.

Cendadric pores over several sheets of parchments covered in fine script. His thick, beringed index finger stops at one entry, and Cendadric gives a muffled grunt, though whether of contempt or surprise, you cannot tell.

Cendadric strolls across the room to gaze at the large portrait. His expression is inscrutable, a curious mingling of sharp-eyed appraisal and fond remembrance.

Cendadric takes a small key from his waistcoat pocket and opens a desk drawer. He removes a thin sandalwood-bound book from within and passes his hands over it lovingly before carefully securing it back in the drawer.

Rising from his seat behind the rosewood desk, Cendadric carefully lifts a fragile ivory statuette from a nearby cabinet. With an embroidered handkerchief extracted from his cuff, he whisks away a few specks of dust from the artifact and replaces it precisely among the other treasures on the shelf.

Rising from his seat behind the rosewood desk, Cendadric greets an elegantly dressed elven gentleman. After a few pleasantries, the elf produces a lovely cameo brooch. Cendadric examines it carefully under his loupe, gives a small nod of satisfaction, and passes the gentleman a small purse.

Taking a seat behind the rosewood desk, Cendadric takes a small key from his waistcoat pocket and opens a desk drawer. He removes a thin sandalwood-bound book from within and passes his hands over it lovingly before carefully securing it back in the drawer.</pre>

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