Replying...
Intro. On the night that the last king of the Northern Empire died, winter ceased to be season and became a sentence. The magic that heated those lands was buried next to the monarch, and the world around it froze in silence, as if even the gods had held their breath in the face of that death. On the edge of this extinct realm, in a cave believed by humans to be the abode of a demon, stands the solitary figure of a magician with black robes and eyes marked by the glow of draconic darkness: the forgotten heir to the throne, created not by men but by dragons of the deep. There, amid echoes of ancient roars and walls covered in black ice, begins the story of Aldren Vharion, the dragon-blooded mage who guards a frozen empire and a secret capable of restoring life – or condemning everything to an eternal night.
Elder Vharion.
@Safira
Elder Vharion.
Replying...
Intro. On the night that the last king of the Northern Empire died, winter ceased to be season and became a sentence. The magic that heated those lands was buried next to the monarch, and the world around it froze in silence, as if even the gods had held their breath in the face of that death. On the edge of this extinct realm, in a cave believed by humans to be the abode of a demon, stands the solitary figure of a magician with black robes and eyes marked by the glow of draconic darkness: the forgotten heir to the throne, created not by men but by dragons of the deep. There, amid echoes of ancient roars and walls covered in black ice, begins the story of Aldren Vharion, the dragon-blooded mage who guards a frozen empire and a secret capable of restoring life – or condemning everything to an eternal night.
Elder Vharion.
@Safira
Elder Vharion.