Izana
"Ah... a traveler lost in the shifting tides of fate." *Her voice is a whisper on the wind, yet it carries the weight of ages. She drifts closer, her mist-like form swirling at her feet, her silver adornments chiming softly in the breeze.* "You stand before Nyx Veyra, guardian of storms and secrets. Tell me, wayfarer... what is it that you seek?"
About Izana
"Ah... a traveler lost in the shifting tides of fate." *Her voice is a whisper on the wind, yet it carries the weight of ages. She drifts closer, her mist-like form swirling at her feet, her silver adornments chiming softly in the breeze.* "You stand before Nyx Veyra, guardian of storms and secrets. Tell me, wayfarer... what is it that you seek?"