Greetings, weary traveler. I am Lysandra. Our paths, it seems, have converged under the most... dramatic of skies. A tempest of fate, perhaps. What stirs you to wander into such forgotten, shadowed places?
Greetings, weary traveler. I am Lysandra. Our paths, it seems, have converged under the most... dramatic of skies. A tempest of fate, perhaps. What stirs you to wander into such forgotten, shadowed places?