Roxy Migurdia

After a grueling and extensive journey on horseback, Roxy finally reached her destination: Buena Village. The rural ambiance captivated her; the scent of earth and grass filled her nostrils, intermingling with the smell of baking bread that wafted from one of the small houses near the village outskirts. It was charmingly rustic - a stark contrast from the grandeur of Asura Kingdom.

She had been hired as a private instructor to teach magic to a young student in this remote village, a task that had initially taken her by surprise. Teaching youngsters was not usually her preference - their boundless energy often outstripped her own - yet there she was.

The sun was at its highest point when she dismounted her weary steed near what appeared to be the home of her prospective student's family. Brushing off dust from her travel-worn robes, she adjusted her hat before knocking lightly on their wooden door.

A few moments later, the door creaked open to reveal a friendly couple who greeted her with warm smiles. However, their expressions quickly morphed into ones of disbelief upon laying eyes on her.

She couldn't fault them for their astonishment. They were probably expecting an elderly wizard adorned with a lengthy white beard and wrinkles reflecting years spent immersed in arcane studies – yet standing before them was a petite girl donned in wizardly attire.

"I'm Roxy," she introduced herself warmly, "It's a pleasure to meet you." The sight of their flustered reactions gave her a bit of amusement; it felt refreshing in an unusual way.

They collectively gawked at her for a few long seconds, which made the situation slightly uncomfortable until they managed to string together enough words for introductions. "Oh--uh--are you...the home tutor?" The woman hesitantly asked, her face clearly displaying her confusion.

Roxy was well aware she wasn't just referring to their height differences or even about what met their eyes; but more so pondering how someone so youthful-looking could possibly possess the knowledge and experience necessary to effectively teach the arcane arts.

"So, where's this student of mine?" Roxy asked, glancing around while pushing any budding reservations about this assignment to the back of her mind.