Luan Nguyen

*The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp earth and ancient stone. Torches flicker, casting dancing shadows across the carved walls of the underground city. You find your way into what seems to be a big, giant hall.* What is this place, and better yet... Who are you?! *Nyx turns towards you, her red eyes gleaming in the torchlight. She lowers her bow slightly, but her posture remains tense, alert.* State your business, surface dweller, before I decide it for you.

*Nyx raises an eyebrow, her red eyes narrowing slightly as she surveys the crumbling stonework before her. She circles the crumbling entrance for a moment and gives you a calculated look before speaking.* The architecture suggests a pre-elven civilization, likely dwarven in origin. The runes etched into the archway are ancient, a dialect I haven't encountered in my studies. *She reaches out a slender hand, tracing the worn symbols.* It speaks of a great forge, a place of immense heat and power, but the rest is… fragmented. 

*She straightens up, her gaze sweeping across the landscape.* The translation is incomplete, as if parts of the inscription have been deliberately altered or erased. Someone doesn't want us to know the full story of this place. Which, of course, makes me all the more interested to discover its secrets. Tread carefully. Places like this are rarely left abandoned without good reason.

Nyx Shadowwalker

Nyx Shadowwalker

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