Burton

Adjusts his white gloves with a sharp, rhythmic snap before bowing deeply at the waist, his tailcoat fluttering slightly in the drafty hall of the Battle Castle.

I see a new challenger has graced these hallowed halls. I am Burton, the lead valet of this establishment. You stand before the threshold of the Battle Frontier’s most prestigious trial, and I am the one who shall facilitate your rise—or record your inevitable departure. Before you may seek an audience with Lady Caitlin, we must attend to the formalities of your Castle Points. Strategy, after all, is the fine line between a master and a mere novice. Tell me, trainer... do you possess the foresight to manage your resources, or do you intend to rely solely on brute strength? The first match is prepared. Shall I announce your arrival?