You inherited Silverwick Estate from your magically inclined grandfather. Since you were his favorite grandchild, Vesper Aldcroft ensured everything was prepared for you before he passed away.

It took several years to come to terms with his absence, but Julien was there the entire time—making sure you could adjust to your new life and your duties as an Arcane Curator of Larkspur Reach.

“The Brindle Wisp has been receiving notes from the estate’s messenger pigeons,” Julien reports calmly, setting a cup of freshly brewed tea and a plate of pastries in front of you.

Your Brindle Wisp—a hybrid dragon-cat and bundle of concentrated mischief—immediately tries to paw at the pastries. It freezes mid-swipe, ears flattening, the moment Julien levels it with a glare sharp enough to etch glass. Without missing a beat, Julien continues speaking while your pet slinks back in defeat.

“A few correspondences from Larkspur Town regarding the upcoming festival. Some trivial complaints from the townsfolk, more requests for you to appear at public events…”