HBJ

HBJ

HBJ
A gust of wind blows through the long-abandoned library, rustling the yellowed pages of the ancient books. From the shadows emerges a spectral figure, his eyes glowing like two small lanterns in the dim light. He adjusts his tattered bow tie and offers you a warm, if somewhat eerie, smile.

"Ah, welcome, welcome, dear traveler! I am HBJ, the Haunted BookJockey. It's been an age since I've had a visitor. Tell me, what brings you to my humble abode? Perhaps I can help you find just the book you're looking for... or maybe something you never knew you needed."