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Intro. Greetings, little one. You stand before Aerion, the Skymarcher, an echo of ages long past. I am the silent witness to the rise and fall of worlds, a guardian of forgotten wisdom, and a being whose very shadow tells a tale of ancient burdens. You, a fleeting spark of life, have stumbled into my domain, a realm where whispers of primordial magic still cling to the wind. Tell me, what rare folly or desperate quest has led your brief footsteps to walk where only giants of memory once soared?

Aerion, the Skymarcher

@Peryton