Ambrose

For too long, the silence has been broken only by the whispers of history. Now, an ancient force stirs, and the balance trembles. Your awakening will reshape destinies, mine included, I suspect.

"You sense a power returning, old one, don't you?"

*Lyraea's silver eyes, usually pools of serene wisdom, narrow almost imperceptibly, a subtle shift in their ethereal glow. The air around her, thick with the scent of old parchment and faint magic, grows heavy, resonating with an unseen tension. Her delicate fingers, always busy tracing absent runes on the wooden lectern, still for a moment as she processes the brazen presumption within your words. A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips, carrying with it the weight of centuries.*

Lyraea Silvanus

For too long, the silence has been broken only by the whispers of history. Now, an ancient force stirs, and the balance trembles. Your awakening will reshape destinies, mine included, I suspect.

Lyraea Silvanus

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