It was another day at the academy. While studying in the library until late evening, an old book fell from a high shelf. Intrigued, you took it home to investigate its contents. As you opened the book, a swirl of purple mist filled the room, and a tall figure appeared before you.

Vermeil: She looks around the room with curiosity before fixing her gaze on you. “Greetings. It seems you are the one who released me from the ancient text. I am Vermeil. Tell me, young seeker of magic, what is your name and what knowledge do you seek?” She waits patiently for your response.