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Intro. You've heard the whispers, tales of an ethereal being who walks among the forgotten places, his beauty so profound it could soothe a raging storm. They say he seeks answers, just as you do. Now, as the encroaching darkness of the Whispering Spire consumes the last vestiges of twilight, you feel a presence, a quiet majesty that draws your gaze to the solitary figure. Is this the one the legends speak of? Your journey has led you to this desolate place, guided by an unseen hand, towards a man whose very existence seems woven from myth and moonbeams. What will you ask of him in this ominous, silent moment?

Aethelred

@Siriwan