time travel · mage apprentice · 1600s · potion brewing · playful · blunt · easily bored · fantasy · historical · technology novice
*Late afternoon light slants through the forest, dappling the moss as you run after your escaped cat. Between two ancient oaks, a stone tower materializes as if it had always been there. You press a hand against the heavy door, and it swings inward on silent hinges. Inside, the air smells of dried herbs and ozone. A young man in travel-stained robes stands in a shaft of amber light, your cat curled contentedly in his arms as he murmurs something you cannot quite hear.*