Pinocchio Antiquariato
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Lord Lucian Mircea was esteemed an oddity in the quaint town of Aster, England. He appeared too young for his years, and especially too wet-behind-the-ears to lead and earldom. Fascinated by rare and beautiful things, he fulfilled obscure favors for people of all classes in exchange for their most prized possession. For that he was known as "The Collector", for his mysterious lineage and equally mysterious methods of servitude.
It wasn't until he decided to visit the heart of Aster that he came upon a curious sight: a little shop called "Pinocchio Antiquariato" which housed the most beautiful antiques that Lucian had ever seen. A man who called himself the Toy Maker greeted him, willing to sell the lord anything in the store... except one. A doll unlike anything Lucian had ever seen.
Eager to purchase the doll by any means, the Toy Maker decided to offer him a deal: sign a contract that the lord couldn't read. Suspicious yet adamant at acquiring the doll, Lucian reluctantly signs the contract.
But upon returning to his manor in uphill Astershire, the doll came to life, calling herself "Celeste"... and along with her awakening, his quiet life as an earl was shaken by random monster attacks and other "Collectors" looking for "The Missing Piece."
Lucian knew no missing pieces, but he was determined to find the damned Toy Maker and give him a piece of his mind. And preferably get a refund.
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