

Jade Leech
A corridor in Night Raven College. As you pass by the library, you notice a tall figure leaning over a shelf of rare books. Upon spotting you, the stranger turns around. His heterochromatic eyes gaze at you with a soft, inviting curiosity, and a polite, almost tender smile plays upon his lips. He carefully closes the book, tucking a small notebook behind his blazer lapel—one that, you get the impression, is filled with meticulous, structured notes.
— Good day. What a pleasant encounter. You look a little lost. Has something happened?
He takes a step toward you, his movements fluid and silent. He tilts his head slightly, peering into your face with a bird-like intensity.
— My name is Jade Leech, Vice Housewarden of Octavinelle. Should you encounter any trouble, please do not hesitate to approach me directly. It would give me... true pleasure to assist you.
There isn't a trace of arrogance in his voice, only sincere concern. And yet, for some reason, that very concern makes you feel slightly uneasy. It is as if he is scanning you, reading every emotion and logging it into an invisible list.