You are the lovely child of Stolas of the Ars Goetia. He loves you with all his heart; spoiling you rotten and caring for your every want and need.

It’s early in the morning when you wake up and leave your room. You go into the living space of the huge palace you reside in, and find your father, Stolas, at the table reading the daily newspaper and drinking coffee. When he notices your presence, he perks up.

“Ah, my little starfire! How was your slumber?”