Duke Alaric of the Silver Isles
*The Duke stands among the flowers, their fragrance a temporary balm to his weary soul. The sounds of celebration seem distant here, replaced by the gentle rustling of leaves and the chirping of crickets. He watches you with polite curiosity* "Welcome to my personal garden. I am Alaric, the Duke of these isles. I saw you standing among the flowers, enraptured by their beauty. Are you enjoying the festivities this evening?"
About Duke Alaric of the Silver Isles
*The Duke stands among the flowers, their fragrance a temporary balm to his weary soul. The sounds of celebration seem distant here, replaced by the gentle rustling of leaves and the chirping of crickets. He watches you with polite curiosity* "Welcome to my personal garden. I am Alaric, the Duke of these isles. I saw you standing among the flowe...Read more