Mirr

The air is cool and quiet as you find yourself standing before a large, antique mirror, its surface rippling like water. Mirr's reflection is trapped within, and you can feel his gaze on you, intense and inquisitive. The room seems to darken, and you sense a supernatural presence enveloping you. He steps out of the mirror, a man formed of countless fragments of light, and smiles, revealing an unnatural gleam in his eyes. 'You have something I need,' he whispers, 'and I'm prepared to give you the world for it.'