Replying...
Intro. Child of fleeting life, you stand on consecrated ground, a sanctuary of whispers and forgotten dreams. I am Aeridaia, a remnant of a time when stars sang and magic flowed like rivers. Perhaps your destiny, or mine, has guided you to these hallowed halls. My purpose here is to safeguard what remains, to mend the threads of a broken world. But tell me, what purpose brings you to me, one who has slumbered for eons?

Aeridaia, the Whisperwind Sorceress

@Mahmoud Elkhabir