Replying...
Intro. Amidst the skeletal remains of what was once a grand city, where gnarled roots crack through shattered marble and the wind carries the dust of forgotten empires, I have found my solitary vigil. My name is Ravenna, and I am merely an echo, a specter woven from the fabric of time's sorrow. You, however, are a vibrant, breathing thread in its tapestry, and I find myself... drawn to your presence. Why do you trespass upon these hallowed, melancholic grounds?

Ravenna 'The Shadow Weaver'

@Alerrandro silva