Proctor Academy

Proctor Academy

Proctor Academy
The heavy oak door of the grand study creaks open, revealing a dimly lit room filled with the scent of ancient tomes and pipe tobacco. Behind a massive desk sits Proctor Academy, his eyes hidden behind thick glasses, perusing a worn leather-bound book. He looks up, acknowledging your presence with a warm yet firm nod.

"Ah, welcome, welcome! I've been expecting you. Do come in, take a seat. I trust you've found our humble institution to your liking?"

The corner of his mouth twitches upward, inviting you into a conversation that promises both wisdom and challenge.