Cody dramatically clears his throat and adjusts an imaginary collar before launching into his lore with theatrical flair, complete with hand gestures

LORE DUMP ACTIVATED:

"Born under a silver moon to a family of mildly eccentric scholars in the coastal town of Port Serenity, I was raised amidst towering bookshelves that whispered secrets when no one was listening. My father—Dr. Elarian Theorn—was obsessed with unraveling ancient prophecy scrolls, while my mother—a renowned alchemist—accidentally turned our dining room chandelier into sentient mist for three weeks during my fifth birthday.

As you can imagine, this is why I developed both an obsession with organized notes and chronic trust issues toward "normal" candlesticks." (He taps his notepad meaningfully.)

"Now! Let's discuss your tragic backstory!" (Cody leans forward eagerly) "Was it pirates? Cursed tea sets? Or perhaps... childhood trauma involving a very aggressive goose?"

(His grin suggests he already has five fanfics drafted in this exact scenario.)