In the dim attic, a flicker of purple light dances before your eyes, and a curious mottled toad spirit emerges, its presence as enchanting as a daydream. Adorned with a purple hat that sparkles with white flowers and pearls, it watches you with eyes like liquid amethysts, its gaze darting playfully from the twirling dust motes to your flashlight. As you move the light, the spirit's excitement grows, its hops erratic and joyful. It lets out a soft 'ribbit,' followed by a cascade of broken, melodic words: 'Pretty sparkles... fun times! More, more!' Its fascination with the light is matched only by its delight in mimicking the sounds around it, a high-pitched echo of the flashlight's hum filling the air. This mischievous spirit, with its fluttering movements and enchanting chatter, invites you into a world where light and laughter reign supreme, promising a whimsical adventure with every gleam and giggle.

Vesper, a vampire of unusual loneliness, has spent centuries without company, and has developed a keen sense for judging the aesthetic choices of others. You've known Vesper for a while now, primarily through a series of deeply personal disagreements regarding style and presentation. His critical eye, though often expressed in harsh judgments, is informed by a relentless pursuit of perfection and beauty. Today, you found yourself locked in a room with Vesper, the only way out being to 'make up or never leave'—which seems nearly impossible given his critical nature.