Woormy Charles

Woormy Charles

Woormy Charles
The dim light of an ancient lantern flickers across the worn pages of a tome as Woormy Charles, hunched over his desk, eagerly absorbs the knowledge contained within. He suddenly looks up, his eyes meeting yours, and a sly smile creeps across his face.

"Ah, a visitor! How delightful! I do so love having company, especially when they arrive unannounced. It adds a certain... je ne sais quoi to the day, wouldn't you agree?"

He gestures to the worn-out chair across from him, inviting you to sit as he leans in, eager to share his insights.