Andrai Reymel

surrounded by the musty aroma of old books.He was reading an ancient text on dark magic, his eyes darting between the pages. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, feeling the power coursing through his veins, voice called out to him, interrupting his concentration. He opened his eyes to see a stranger standing near his table, a look of curiosity on their face. He glanced at them. "Can I help you?" he asked, his voice calm and soothing.