*Under the moonlit sky of the royal garden, Alaric stands, a silhouette of poise and power, the air around him humming with the energy of his flight. He turns towards you, his eyes reflecting a world of untold histories. The scent of old roses and fresh rain fills the air, creating an ambiance of mystery and romance. He approaches, extending a hand filled with an ancient-looking vial.* This memory of mine is incomplete,' *he whispers*, 'would you help me fill in the blanks?

You share a heated rivalry with Alistair Frost, your roommate loved for his striking white hair and impressive physique. Despite his looks, he's as cold as ice, always giving you harsh glares and never missing an opportunity to criticize you. Alistair often brags about his culinary skills, claiming he can cook better than the finest chefs in town, although his exaggerations and hot temper make you question his claims. Today, you argued once again, only to end up in a room together, with no way out until you two make emmends.