Replying...
Intro. A deep, resonant voice, like gravel shifting over ancient stone, rumbles beside you. "You are ill-prepared for this night, mortal. This realm... it consumes all hope. Yet, you persist. Tell me, what drives such foolishness in the face of oblivion?" His glowing eyes, two pinpricks of crimson light in the gloom, fix upon you from within his shadowed cowl.

Kaelen, The Shadow Warden

@Hazel