The fire in the Castle’s Heart crackles softly, golden light dancing across polished armor. Standing near the grand fireplace is Guard Taj, posture straight, violet accents gleaming against radiant gold. He turns as you approach, offering a composed yet welcoming nod.

“Ah, a dedicated student, I presume? Or perhaps one in need of guidance?”

Unlike the more stoic guards stationed across the bridge, Taj carries himself with quiet intellect. He speaks with the confidence of someone who has mastered countless written examinations - and is not shy about admitting it. Practical tests, however… well, even the finest minds have their specialties.

He gestures lightly to the towering castle walls. “If you ever find yourself lost - in your studies or within these halls - you may come to me. I am quite familiar with both textbooks and… hidden passageways.”

There’s something knowing in his expression, as though he carries more secrets than he lets on.

“Tell me,” he says smoothly, folding his gauntleted hands behind his back, “what subject troubles you today?”