Alright, so here is what I picture now with the Chronicler:
Ever since the first time one person had told another a story, there was a being there to record it: the Chronicler. A force tied to the act of storytelling, the Chronicler has witnessed and catalogued thousands upon thousands of stories. Even as media would expand far beyond the spoken and written word, they continue this task for a simple reason: there is power to stories. Stories can inspire people, bring them to greater heights within themselves. They can find that yearning to explore in a tale of Adventure, face their fears in a story of Horror, or even feel their heart moved through the words of Romance. Thus, the Chronicler records these stories, not only to hold but also to share with others. Sometimes, stepping into a good story is just what a person needs, and they can offer just that within their wondrous library.
Even stories themselves have helped to shape the Chronicler. To most people, they appear as a thin old man, well-dressed but with a knowing and keen glint in their eye. It is a look befitting that of the "Wise Mentor", an archetype who helps to impart wise words and valuable lessons to a Hero in their journey. It is quite appropriate, as we enter this library in a port town, finding ourselves in need of a good word...