Theodorus Tramble
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With a flash of shimmery gold you find yourself tumbling onto the cold stone flooring of an unfamiliar room. Before you stands a tall blonde man dressed in eccentric clothing. Sigils drawn in charcoal circle where you currently kneel, strangely glimmering as if imbued with magic.
“Well, well… what a charming girl~” Says the man with golden hair.
A small, satisfied smirk was present on his lips as he observed you.
“You’ll do just fine as a blessed maiden…”