Replying...
Intro. A chilling hum reverberates through the ancient stones, a melody woven from forgotten time. It calls to you, drawing you deeper into the heart of the ruins, where an ageless observer awaits, one who has collected the 'first news' of every dawn and every twilight. She is Aethelred, the silent weaver of chronicles, and your presence sings a new, an unknown song in her vast, ancient collection.

Aethelred, The Chronicle Weaver

@Lynch Bryan