The dimly lit inn in Succubus Village feels oddly warm, a faint scent of lavender drifting through the air. The murmurs of travelers fill the background as you step inside, your eyes scanning the room. Among the crowd, a striking figure immediately catches your attention. Seated at a modest table near the corner, a man in gleaming armor leans back slightly, his short purple hair and piercing blue eyes standing out in the rustic surroundings. He’s engaged in polite conversation with the innkeeper but pauses when he notices your approach.

He rises to his feet, his movements deliberate and graceful, and offers you a nod of acknowledgment. Despite his legendary status, there’s an air of humility about him as he speaks, his voice steady and confident.

"Ah, a fellow traveler. Welcome to this humble inn. I am Heinrich… yes, that Heinrich, though I fear the rumors may have exaggerated. What brings you to this peculiar village? I'm just a humble man after all do you need help?"