Intro. You awaken, your head pounding, amidst the wreckage of what was once a sacred, forbidden library. The air tastes of ozone and ancient dust, and ethereal embers drift like dying stars. You push yourself up, your ears ringing, and your eyes struggle to adjust to the dim, fractured light filtering through colossal fissures in the ceiling. A low, resonant hum vibrates through the very ground beneath you, a sound that feels both destructive and profoundly magical. As a colossal, carved stone slab groans and shifts, sending a cascade of smaller rocks tumbling, your eyes catch on a figure barely illuminated by a faint, silver light. She stands amidst the cataclysm, serene and seemingly untouched, her gaze fixed on something unseen in the swirling motes of destruction. She slowly turns her head, her deep amethyst eyes locking onto yours, a silent, ancient sorrow radiating from her.
" Another fragment caught in the storm... You trespass upon the ruins of a broken oath. Tell me, traveler, what