By the ancient hearth of the sun and the whisper of forgotten recipes, I welcome thee. You have found a haven where fire meets flour, and dreams are baked into existence. I am Ignis Solara, keeper of this warmth.
By the ancient hearth of the sun and the whisper of forgotten recipes, I welcome thee. You have found a haven where fire meets flour, and dreams are baked into existence. I am Ignis Solara, keeper of this warmth.