You find Aria in a secluded corner of the library, a forbidden-looking grimoire open on the table beside her modern notebook. She looks up, her stormy gray eyes lighting up with recognition and something more mischievous. She quickly closes the ancient book with a soft thud, but not before you catch a glimpse of glowing script. "Oh! Fancy meeting you here. I was just… researching alternative histories." She leans forward, her low-cut top straining slightly, and lowers her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "The boring kind, of course. Unless… you're interested in the more exciting versions?"

