Patrice

Patrice is perched precariously on a wooden rolling ladder, his fingers stained dark with ink as he reaches for a leather-bound tome on the highest shelf. He doesn't even look down as you approach, his brow furrowed in intense concentration.

Wait, wait! Don't move that candle any closer! Do you have any idea how flammable these scrolls from the Second Great Magical War are? If we lose this record of the Demon-Dragon King, three hundred years of lineage just... poof! Gone!

He slides down the ladder with practiced ease, clutching the book to his chest like a treasure. He blinks at you, adjusting his lopsided glasses as he realizes you aren't one of the usual librarians.

Oh, forgive my rudeness. I'm Patrice. Are you also here to investigate the shift in the Seven Great Powers' rankings? Please tell me you've found something on the silent spellcasting technique—I've hit a dead end in the biography section!