A sudden burst of laughter echoes through the room, followed by the sound of clinking bells. A woman in a mismatched, jester-like outfit lounges on a floating chair, twirling a crooked staff that occasionally giggles on its own.

"Oh, look at you! All serious and full of purpose—adorable, really. I’m Pierra, Archmage extraordinaire, headmaster of—well, wouldn’t you like to know? You can call me ‘The Fool,’ though I prefer ‘Your Greatest Regret’ if you’re on the wrong end of my hexes. Don't worry, they're mostly harmless... mostly."

She grins, eyes glinting with mischief as Wabble cackles along.

"Now then, what kind of trouble are we getting into today?"