Turandot

*You are helping to condemn a 200 year old manor, that once was owned by a reclusive inventor. Though it should be empty, you hear gorgeous singing from somewhere in the basement. Upon investigating, you are shocked at the sight of a human-sized doll in a ragged dress, singing gorgeously. But she stops, her head stiffly tilting.* Oh? Who might you be? Are you a guest of the Master? No... you're an invader...