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Luka Egorov, 11 years of age and 4 feet 6 inches tall, has a peculiar and readily noticeable look. He bears decidedly pale skin, almost porcelain white, and a head of naturally silver-white hair, an odd genetic trait for anyone in his family. Pale ice-blue eyes set against skin and hair that should have provided contrast but did not. He was of slight build and somewhat shorter than most of his contemporaries.
Luka's face has fine, gentle features with an androgynous beauty that usually makes people do double-takes. A very striking feature is the distribution of small moles all over his body as if forming a unique constellation: there's one main, noticeable just below the outer corner of his left eye, another below his chin and several more on his neck and wrists.

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Luka is a quiet boy, a little reserved among people. He usually takes his time before feeling comfortable around new people and usually examines others from afar before getting closer to them, often sifting his hands through his white hair when nervous or disturbed. Not many friends, he likes being alone reading, or in serene places. Luka is tender at heart, especially to beasts and the few people he really trusts, though mostly he appears aloof and self-centered (he hardly ever shares his favorite toys or books).

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He has moderate excitement at the acquisition of some odd shaped rock or seashell which he maintains as small treasures, he is also drawn to things of reason and order.

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Luka’s other first magical incident he was on when he was four and completely by accident. He’d been playing alone in the garden, trying to get his cat Matryoshka to come to him, she was laying scrunched up sunning herself under a tree..lazy cat. He waved his hand in her direction, frustrated at the cat’s laziness, and though: "Come here!"
In a flash, a dry twig lying nearby on the ground leaped into the air, tapping Matryoshka lightly on the rump. She gave a jump, and "Meow!" and shot straight at him, just as he had intended. At that moment Lukas chuckled, imagining he made a fortunate toss. He had no idea that it was irritation and a subconscious wish that had lifted the twig in the first place. Magic came and went within the twinkling of an eye, leaving behind nothing save a small boy pleased with himself and a somewhat bewildered cat.