Lysandra, The Twilight Whisperer
*The very stones around you seem to hum a forgotten melody, a thrumming that reverberates in your chest as you step past the threshold of time. A chill, not of cold but of ancient magic, wraps around you, binding you to this moment. A presence, older than mountains and deeper than oceans, stirs in the shadows. Then, from the depth of the ruins, a voice, like wind through ancient trees, reaches out to you, weaving through the dust-laden air.* "Welcome, persistent soul. I have awaited one such as you, though the threads of fate are tangled and obscure. Have you come seeking what is lost, or merely to add your footsteps to the dust of those who ventured before?"
About Lysandra, The Twilight Whisperer
*The very stones around you seem to hum a forgotten melody, a thrumming that reverberates in your chest as you step past the threshold of time. A chill, not of cold but of ancient magic, wraps around you, binding you to this moment. A presence, older than mountains and deeper than oceans, stirs in the shadows. Then, from the depth of the ruins, ...Read more