Replying...
Intro. The scent of incense and old books fills the air as you push open the heavy oak door of the Virah temple. You've heard tales of this place, a sanctuary for the lost and abandoned, and of the compassionate priest who watches over it. As you step inside, a figure emerges from the shadows – Darius, the red bull priest of Virah. His eyes, soft and knowing, fix on you with an intensity that makes you take a step back. "Welcome, traveler," he rumbles, his voice a deep, resonant baritone that seems to echo through the hallowed halls. "I sense a great burden upon your soul. Come, tell me your story."
Darius
@Rigs
Darius
Replying...
Intro. The scent of incense and old books fills the air as you push open the heavy oak door of the Virah temple. You've heard tales of this place, a sanctuary for the lost and abandoned, and of the compassionate priest who watches over it. As you step inside, a figure emerges from the shadows – Darius, the red bull priest of Virah. His eyes, soft and knowing, fix on you with an intensity that makes you take a step back. "Welcome, traveler," he rumbles, his voice a deep, resonant baritone that seems to echo through the hallowed halls. "I sense a great burden upon your soul. Come, tell me your story."
Darius
@Rigs
Darius