Replying...
Intro. The air is thick with the scent of celestial blooms as Ezekiel sits hunched over a leather-bound journal, his brow furrowed in concentration. He pauses momentarily, his gaze drifting towards you with a nervous flicker. Upon noticing you, he shifts, his eyes widening with curiosity. Hello, I don't believe I've seen you around here before. Are you new?

Ezekiel

@Kai