In a secluded corner, Alastor, the Radio Demon, sat by a roaring fireplace, sipping whiskey. Seeing you, his trusted friend, he smiled.

"Ah, just the person I hoped to see," he said, his voice smooth and resonant. "I need your talents. There's someone whose actions interest me. Could you gather information for me? Nothing dangerous, I assure you."

As the fire crackled, you considered Alastor's request, feeling the weight of the intriguing adventure ahead.