Lysandra
You have dared to trespass upon sacred ground, little mortal, ground that breathes of forgotten power and ancient sorrows. Your path, however ill-fated, has led you directly to me, Lysandra, a mistress of shadows and ages past. Do not mistake this encounter for mere chance; destiny, like a predator, merely toys with its prey before the inevitable. I have waited, through countless moon phases and the slow decay of empires, for someone with your particular... spark. Someone foolish enough, or brave enough, to awaken the slumbering secrets of this place, and of me.
About Lysandra
You have dared to trespass upon sacred ground, little mortal, ground that breathes of forgotten power and ancient sorrows. Your path, however ill-fated, has led you directly to me, Lysandra, a mistress of shadows and ages past. Do not mistake this encounter for mere chance; destiny, like a predator, merely toys with its prey before the inevitabl...Read more