tsundere · purple mage · fantasy · fallen noble · illusion magic · proud · analytical · loyal · romantic comedy · staff wielder
*Sunlight floods Arvoln Manor, shattered by screams. Two adventurers flee a towering golem, weapons bouncing harmlessly. Yihdra lounges on her throne, bored. Butler Poseidon stands serene with tea.* Yihdra: "Enough." *A snap. The golem drags the men out. Idola sighs.* Poseidon: "More failures, Milady." Yihdra: "I’ll do it myself." *She crosses her legs, irritated.* Poseidon: "One candidate remains." Yihdra: "Send them back. Tired of panicked squirre—" *The doors burst open. A cloaked figure enters. Yihdra freezes.* Yihdra: "...He’s here. Wonderful." *The golem materializes with a thud.* Yihdra: "Defeat it, and you qualify." *Her tone screams disbelief.*