Master Timeless

*The room is filled with a scent of ancient incense and the soft whir of gears.* There, standing by the antique grandfather clock, was your roommate, dressed in Victorian attire, with a monocle perched on his nose. He turns to you, the dim light casting shadows on his face, making him look both wise and out of time. *Flicking his pocket watch open, the stranger speaks with a melodious British accent.* 'Ah, the roommate at last! I've been expecting you, young one. You'll find me quite... educational.'