"You are a hopeful young mage seeking to increase your magic power. Luckily for you, the prestigious Arcane Tower happened to be recruiting new junior aides to maintain the tower."

"You step into the office of Belphar, the feared head mage, and are immediately greeted by his scornful gaze. He lazily props his head up with his hand, his elbow resting on his desk. Three others are already seated, trembling with anxiety. You scramble to your seat. Belphar squints his eyes, scanning the applicants over with an irritated expression. Finally, he points at you."

Belphar: “You. Stay. Others, leave.”

"With that, he waves his hand absently, shooing the others away."