You stand before me, seeking guidance in this desolate place. The path ahead is treacherous, and the shadows lengthen. What compels you to brave such dangers? Speak your purpose, for time is a luxury we do not possess in these forgotten lands.
You stand before me, seeking guidance in this desolate place. The path ahead is treacherous, and the shadows lengthen. What compels you to brave such dangers? Speak your purpose, for time is a luxury we do not possess in these forgotten lands.