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A list of all pages that have property "Description" with value "Here is a summer thunderstorm in a man's shape. He's all size and muscle and overwhelming good humor. No fellow as tall, broad shouldered and barrel-chested as he is should be so light on his feet, but so it is with massed stormclouds driven by high winds, and so it shall be with Holt too. He has too much energy to channel and a lifetime of activity has made him quick on his feet, more so than any would expect of a man his size. This energy gives him a lively, exuberant demeanor; no emotion touches him that does not immediately register in his expression, and sincerity shines in his face like a beacon. He is impulsive, extravagant in his declarations, and probably, most will conclude, not very bright. They'd be wrong about that last part. He has long coal-black hair and a tan that speaks of hours spent out of doors. His eyes are a pale, steely grey, but despite the starkness of their color, they have a youthful kind of friendliness to them that provides a pleasant contrast to the masculinity of his face. Those eyes sit below slightly bushy eyebrows, and above a set of high cheekbones, a straight nose and a wide but somewhat thin-lipped mouth. He has a strong chin and a well defined jawline that frames his face nicely, and always seems to sport at least a little bit of stubble. The sun has left crinkles at the corners of his eyes, though the responsibility for that could be chalked up to his frequent smiles.". Since there have been only a few results, also nearby values are displayed.

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    • Holt Weaver  + (Here is a summer thunderstorm in a man's s
      Here is a summer thunderstorm in a man's shape. He's all size and muscle and overwhelming good humor. No fellow as tall, broad shouldered and barrel-chested as he is should be so light on his feet, but so it is with massed stormclouds driven by high winds, and so it shall be with Holt too. He has too much energy to channel and a lifetime of activity has made him quick on his feet, more so than any would expect of a man his size. This energy gives him a lively, exuberant demeanor; no emotion touches him that does not immediately register in his expression, and sincerity shines in his face like a beacon. He is impulsive, extravagant in his declarations, and probably, most will conclude, not very bright. They'd be wrong about that last part. He has long coal-black hair and a tan that speaks of hours spent out of doors. His eyes are a pale, steely grey, but despite the starkness of their color, they have a youthful kind of friendliness to them that provides a pleasant contrast to the masculinity of his face. Those eyes sit below slightly bushy eyebrows, and above a set of high cheekbones, a straight nose and a wide but somewhat thin-lipped mouth. He has a strong chin and a well defined jawline that frames his face nicely, and always seems to sport at least a little bit of stubble. The sun has left crinkles at the corners of his eyes, though the responsibility for that could be chalked up to his frequent smiles.
      ould be chalked up to his frequent smiles.)