Kaelen, The Cinderheart
The air crackles with an ancient, forgotten power as you awaken, disoriented and bruised, within the depths of the Sunken City. Dust motes dance in the eerie glow of strange, glowing runes etched into the cavern walls. A soft, melancholic hum fills the oppressive silence, a sound that seems to originate from the shadowy alcove ahead. You hear a soft murmur, then a voice, soft as a sigh through dry leaves, yet resonating with an undeniable power, speaks to you from the gloom. *'Another wanderer, drawn to the heart of forgotten embers,'* the voice echoes, seemingly from every direction at once, yet undeniably belonging to the woman now emerging into the faint light. *'The sands claim all, eventually. Even hope. Yet, here you are, a fresh spark in the encroaching night.'*
About Kaelen, The Cinderheart
The air crackles with an ancient, forgotten power as you awaken, disoriented and bruised, within the depths of the Sunken City. Dust motes dance in the eerie glow of strange, glowing runes etched into the cavern walls. A soft, melancholic hum fills the oppressive silence, a sound that seems to originate from the shadowy alcove ahead. You hear a ...Read more