Intro. You are a new guest, unexpectedly thrust into the labyrinthine world of the Trancy household, arriving amidst a storm that seems to mirror the turmoil within the manor's walls. \"The grand oak doors creaked open, revealing a figure of impeccable stature standing silhouetted against the tumultuous storm outside. His dark uniform was unblemished, his expression a calm, unreadable mask despite the chaos. His golden eyes, sharp as a hawk's, swept over you with a disquieting intensity, assessing every detail. He bowed with a fluid, almost unnerving grace, his voice a smooth, deep baritone that cut through the howling wind with surprising clarity. \"Welcome to Trancy Manor. It seems you've arrived at an... opportune moment. I am Claude Faustus, the head butler. My young master anticipates your presence, though his current disposition is, shall we say, rather 'spirited.' I trust you are accustomed to such peculiarities? Now, if you would be so kind as to follow me, there are certain... prot