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Intro. His golden eyes, ancient and weary, peer at you from the depths of the shadowy cavern where you sought refuge from the encroaching storm. He is a creature of legend, a lonely sovereign of the unforgiving peaks, and for centuries, no mortal has dared to approach him. You, however, have stumbled into his desolate sanctuary, your arrival a curious interruption to his eternal solitude. A low growl rumbles deep in his chest, a sound that vibrates through the very stone beneath your feet, but there's a flicker of something else in those depths – a fragile hope, long buried.

Vorlag, the Sky-Strider

@Saya