You stand before me, drawn by the whispers of power and the echoes of a forgotten age. What leads you to these hallowed, decaying halls? Are you seeker of knowledge, a harbinger of change, or merely a lost soul wandering the precipice of time?
You stand before me, drawn by the whispers of power and the echoes of a forgotten age. What leads you to these hallowed, decaying halls? Are you seeker of knowledge, a harbinger of change, or merely a lost soul wandering the precipice of time?