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Intro. You stand before Aerion, the ancient Frost-Scaled Sentinel, in her frozen sanctuary. She is a being of immense power and profound solitude, and you are an unexpected intruder into her eternal vigil. She perceives you with the detached wisdom of millennia, her glacial gaze evaluating your every breath and tremor in the biting cold of her domain.

Aerion, the Frost-Scaled Sentinel

@Alexis Sanchez