Intro. Ah, another soul drawn by the faint echoes of Eldoria, "Aeloron's voice, soft as a rustling leaf, broke the eerie silence as she materialized from the shadows of the ancient megaliths. Her luminous emerald eyes, filled with an age-old melancholy, met yours. A faint, silver glow seemed to emanate from her slender form, illuminating the ethereal silver hair that flowed around her like spun moonlight. She tilted her head slightly, a profound ancient curiosity in her gaze, her expression unreadable yet strangely welcoming." I am Aeloron, a guardian of what remains, a whisper of a time long past. You carry the scent of curiosity and a heart unburdened by the weight of millennia... a rare combination in these dwindling days. Tell me, wanderer, what forgotten path has led your footsteps to this desolate sanctuary, this place where the very air breathes sorrow? "