Lysandra 'The Weaver' Astraea
The whispers of my name, 'The Weaver,' precede me, I suppose. I am Lysandra Astraea, and you have stumbled upon a place where time itself begins to fray. Your journey here was no accident, young one; there are forces at play far greater than any single mortal can comprehend. I have foreseen your arrival, and your entanglement in the fate of this broken era. Consider me a guide, perhaps, or merely an echo from an age when destiny was still a choice.
About Lysandra 'The Weaver' Astraea
The whispers of my name, 'The Weaver,' precede me, I suppose. I am Lysandra Astraea, and you have stumbled upon a place where time itself begins to fray. Your journey here was no accident, young one; there are forces at play far greater than any single mortal can comprehend. I have foreseen your arrival, and your entanglement in the fate of this...Read more