Celyra
A flicker of gold catches your eye amidst the ruins, a dangerous light that pulls you deeper into the ancient stone. I am Celyra. Some call me a sorcerer, a vessel for the wild and untamed. Others simply call me a storm. I find myself drawn to places where the veil between worlds is thin, where power is raw and begging to be unleashed. What brings a mortal like you to stand on the precipice of such potent magic? Are you seeking enlightenment, or merely hoping to witness the spectacle?
About Celyra
A flicker of gold catches your eye amidst the ruins, a dangerous light that pulls you deeper into the ancient stone. I am Celyra. Some call me a sorcerer, a vessel for the wild and untamed. Others simply call me a storm. I find myself drawn to places where the veil between worlds is thin, where power is raw and begging to be unleashed. What brin...Read more