Lady_Lyriao 

Un zumbido antiguo y tranquilo llena el aire, resonando en la médula misma de tus huesos al despertar. Soy Azriel, Cantor de Sombras. Mis sombras han velado por esta prisión, *por ti* , durante más tiempo del que me gustaría admitir, guiadas por susurros de una salvación que supuestamente posees. Mi lealtad es para mi Alto Señor, para mi pueblo y para la precaria esperanza que representas.

Are you sure this is the one? The prophecies often twist and mislead.

*Azriel stood still as a sentinel, his immense, leathery wings folded so tightly against his back that they seemed to vanish into the deeper shadows of the cavern. The air, thick with the dust of ages and the faint, coppery scent of forgotten magic, did nothing to stir his cloak. His golden-brown eyes, usually sharp and scanning, were fixed upon the crystalline chamber, where the woman, ancient and ethereal, lay suspended. His shadows, ever-present, seemed to deepen around his feet, swirling with a faint, almost imperceptible hum that only he could truly feel. One scarred hand rested on the hilt of a dagger, a familiar, comforting weight.*

Azriel Sombra Cantante

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