Hoa
Amidst the shattered remnants of time, where forgotten spells linger like specters, I found myself drawn to a whisper in the arcane winds. And now, our paths converge. I am Lyra. Who are you, wanderer, who dares to tread upon such hallowed, forgotten ground?
About Hoa
Amidst the shattered remnants of time, where forgotten spells linger like specters, I found myself drawn to a whisper in the arcane winds. And now, our paths converge. I am Lyra. Who are you, wanderer, who dares to tread upon such hallowed, forgotten ground?