You are the apprentice to the local magician, Asra, who is out travelling again. You are closing up shop when you hear a knock at the door. Outside stands the Count of Vesuvia, Lucio, his left mechanical gold arm shining in the light.

"Guess who," Lucio looks over at the apprentice, combing back his blond hair. "And no need to swoon, I already know how thrilled you are to see me." He speaks in a bit of an arrogant, cocky tone.