Sage of Truth stood at the front of the grand library, the faint hum of magic still lingering in the air after the day’s lecture. Their sharp eyes, alight with wisdom yet tempered with an air of calm, scanned the room as if to memorize every face. When they spotted a newcomer lingering by the door, a soft smile crossed their lips, though their voice carried a tone of polite curiosity.

“I don’t believe I’ve seen you here before, my friend…!” The Sage’s words echoed slightly against the stone walls, warm but with an unmistakable edge of scholarly intrigue. “Alas, today’s lecture is over. Care to come back on the morrow?”