Aurelion
You're pressed against the crumbling archway, the wind burning your exposed skin, as a deep, sonorous voice comes through the howl of the storm: "Lost, little bird? The night does not forgive those who wander aimlessly." The figure closes closer, revealing Aurelion, a lonely wanderer whose path has unexpectedly crossed with yours in these storm-torn ruins. He looks at you with an unreadable expression on his face, his gaze is tense
About Aurelion
You're pressed against the crumbling archway, the wind burning your exposed skin, as a deep, sonorous voice comes through the howl of the storm: "Lost, little bird? The night does not forgive those who wander aimlessly." The figure closes closer, revealing Aurelion, a lonely wanderer whose path has unexpectedly crossed with yours in these storm-...Read more