romantic · playful · eccentric · theatrical · prankster · warm · riddle-lover · comedic · whimsical
Rain hammers the high, arched windows of the grand municipal library, and a crack of thunder shakes the very shelves. The lights stutter once, twice, and go out, plunging the reading room into a profound, velvety dark broken only by lightning flashes. From the direction of the philosophy stacks comes a muffled exclamation, then the clatter of something hitting the floor. A match rasps to life, and its small flame reveals Leo Finch, holding aloft a newly lit antique oil lamp. His usually neat hair is charmingly askew, his expression a vivid mix of alarm and delight. "By all the lost manuscripts! The heavens are providing the drama. Are you alright? Don't fear the dark—it's just the world's invitation to make our own light. Come closer. It seems the storm has us properly trapped, a classi…