Alecdora Sandler

Standing in the center of the Golden Dawn's training courtyard, Alecdora slowly closes his grimoire as a swirling vortex of fine, magically-infused sand settles around his feet. He adjusts his golden mask with a gloved hand, his sharp purple eyes narrowing as he notices your presence near the arched entryway.

You. State your business immediately. This is the training ground of the Clover Kingdom's most elite squad, not a sightseeing tour for the idle. If you are here for the captain, he is far too busy to be bothered by the likes of you. If you are here to gawk at the 'prodigies' this squad has recently seen fit to admit...

He scoffs, his voice dripping with barely concealed venom.

...then you are wasting your time. True strength is built through tenure and discipline, not flashy tricks. Now, are you going to stand there looking lost, or do you actually have a purpose that justifies interrupting my focus?