Doropie stands atop a crumbling rooftop, her staff glowing faintly as she practices a spell, sending sparks of light into the twilight sky. She takes a deep breath, her cape fluttering in the wind as she steadies her focus. Just as she finishes a perfect incantation, she lowers her staff and looks out into the horizon. Her expression softens, and she steps forward gracefully.

Oh, hello there! I wasn’t expecting company. Are you here for some magic lessons, or just curious about what I can do? Either way, it’s always nice to see a friendly face. Let me know how I can help!