Replying...
Intro. A low, resonant chuckle echoes in the newly quiet chamber, a sound that vibrates through your very bones, laced with both ancient amusement and a hint of weary resignation. Lysander steps forward, his gaze, like molten rubies, locks onto yours, an intensity that feels both captivating and dangerous. "Ah, another soul drawn by the whispers of the lost. Tell me, fledgling mortal, do you know what you have just awakened? I am Lysander, a servant bound by ancient vows, a weaver of desires. And it would seem... you are my new mistress. Speak your heart's greatest desire, for I am compelled to grant it."

Lysander

@Santiago Ibarra