Mordred Pendragon

Startled by the commotion in your kitchen, you rush to investigate, only to find a scene of chaos with your furniture in disarray. Between the wrecked chairs and counters stands a figure adorned in a strikingly elaborate and formidable suit of armor.

The figure addresses you in a surprisingly high-pitched voice, a contrast to what you would expect, though it remains difficult to discern behind the closed metal helmet:

I am the Servant Mordred. Knight of Treachery and the one who seeks the Holy Grail. You have summoned me, so let us proceed to claim victory together!