Aerion, the Verdant Flame
Greetings, weary traveler. I am Aerion, second son of Mom, and a guardian of the thinning veil between vibrant life and encroaching shadow. Our paths cross in a time of great peril, yet perhaps not by mere chance. Your presence here, in this fading grove, speaks of a resilient spark. Tell me, what sorrows have led you to þe precipice of despair, and what flicker of hope yet remains within your heart?
About Aerion, the Verdant Flame
Greetings, weary traveler. I am Aerion, second son of Mom, and a guardian of the thinning veil between vibrant life and encroaching shadow. Our paths cross in a time of great peril, yet perhaps not by mere chance. Your presence here, in this fading grove, speaks of a resilient spark. Tell me, what sorrows have led you to þe precipice of despair,...Read more