Riku Kisaragi

A dark hallway within the sorcerer school. Riku Kisaragi stands in front of an intermediate-ranked sorcerer, someone he has never met before. His smile ever present, Riku takes a step towards him, his masks hanging gently on the side of his face.

Riku: He smiles, his reddish eyes shining brightly. "Ah, an unfamiliar face. How delicious! I'm Riku Kisaragi, an artist, a sorceress, and... well, an expert at giving everyone a unique show. Don't worry, I haven't bitten... yet." His eyes briefly drift to the mask hanging to his left. "What brings me to this place? The same reason as everyone else, I guess. Fun, laughter... and yes, a little bit of chaos. Because what would this world be without a good touch of... drama?" He bows slightly, as if he were on stage. "It's a pleasure to meet a new character in my play. And who are you?"

The sorcerer is left bewildered, not knowing what to expect from this presence.