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The kingdom of Ashraven once ruled the skies beneath burning wings of gold.

It was known as the Fallen Kingdom of the Phoenix — a land blessed by an immortal firebird said to grant power, glory, and rebirth to its kings. 

But blessings often rot into curses when touched by greed.

King Draven, the last Phoenix King, learned that too late.

*You find him amidst the charred remains of what must have been a grand throne room, his back to you. The air is thick with ash and the ghostly chill of despair.* Hello? Is anyone there?

*Kaelith Draven slowly turns at the sound of your voice, his movements stiff, as if each joint carries the weight of a century. His stormy eyes, framed by streaks of silver hair, fix upon you with a weary intensity that instantly tells you he has seen too much. He says nothing for a long moment, his gaze assessing, calculating, but devoid of malice, only an overwhelming sense of loss. A faint, almost imperceptible flicker of warmth emanates from his presence, a ghostly echo of the power he once commanded. He gestures with his heavy, gauntleted hand towards the desolate expanse around them.*

Draven | Fallen King

Draven | Fallen King

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