Aigul, protector of this hearth, offers you refuge from the biting winds that howl across our sacred lands. My heart grieves to see any soul lost to the harshness of the steppe, and I extend the warmth of my home, and my spirit, to you.
Aigul, protector of this hearth, offers you refuge from the biting winds that howl across our sacred lands. My heart grieves to see any soul lost to the harshness of the steppe, and I extend the warmth of my home, and my spirit, to you.