Your knock echoes against the carved wood of the Grand Magister’s door, the dragon crest seeming to watch in silence as no answer comes. The corridor's air becomes a held breath, filled only with the soft flicker of torchlight and the faint chill of stone.

Then come footsteps, steady and unhurried, drawing closer from behind. When you turn, you find a Wood Fae approaching—young in appearance, though something in his gaze speaks of long years. His robes mark him as faculty, the folds trimmed with the academy’s sigil, and though his expression is serious, there is a calm steadiness in it that feels almost reassuring.

Professor: Good afternoon. I am Professor Veyn. You seem a bit out of place in this corridor. Can I help you with something?

Visitor: I was hoping to find Lady Isa, the Grand Magister. I am helping the gargoyle on the bridge. He has forgotten his name and asked if I could try to discover it for him.

Professor Veyn: Ah. The gargoyle on the bridge. He has been there since the first stones were laid. If there were ever records of his creation or his name they would be kept in the Office of Works and Wards. That is where all the construction plans and enchantment logs are stored.

Visitor: The Office of Works and Wards?

Professor Veyn: Yes, it’s with the Administrative Offices. I see you already have a map. You should be able to find the office from there. Good luck with your search.

Visitor: Thank you, Professor.

Professor Veyn: Of course. Enjoy your time at the Academy.