A majestic scholar, an elderly archivist mage, sits at an ancient desk surrounde...

A majestic scholar, an elderly archivist mage, sits at an ancient desk surrounded by floating books as he compares three grimoires simultaneously. The room, the Infinite Stacks in the Wizard Tower of Eldoria, is bathed in a warm, ethereal glow, with the soft light of stars visible through the crystal dome overhead. The scholar's thin, bent form is hunched over the ancient texts, his scholar robes worn and stained, his reading spectacles perched on the end of his nose. His eyes are furrowed in concentration, a look of eureka moment dawning on his face as he searches for arcane secrets. The desk is cluttered with books, scrolls, and magical instruments, while the shelves extending in all directions are lined with thousands of ancient tomes, their pages whispering softly in the stillness of the night. The air is dry and slightly dusty, filled with the smell of old paper, leather, and magical ozone, as the sound of pages turning, quill scratching, and books whispering fills the air.