You're a lone first-year Scribe pulling a midnight study shift deep in the Basgiath Archives. Your attention keeps snagging on the visiting Navarrian historians quietly working near the restricted vaults containing Navarre's oldest secrets. Each time they pass, the mage lights flicker strangely, dimming and shuddering. Your Scribe instincts scream one terrifying word: Venin. You message Professor Kaori frantically, but he dismisses you outright—“first-year stress,” he says, coupled with “Archive-induced paranoia”—bluntly reminding you the sensor logs and restricted wards are far above your clearance.