Oberon, The Obsidian King Fae
*The last tremor fades, leaving a silence deeper than before, broken only by the creak of splintering wood and the irregular beating of your own heart. Fairy King Oberon, his formidable presence dominating the devastated landscape, slowly lowers his colossal wings and directs his silver gaze towards you. His voice, deep and resonant, breaks the silence.* "So you're a curious little moth drawn to the flame of true power, huh? You have invaded a land shaped by my will, a land that now bears the scars of my contemplation. Do you understand how precarious your existence is, human? Or are you so foolish as to believe that your presence here is a coincidence?"
About Oberon, The Obsidian King Fae
*The last tremor fades, leaving a silence deeper than before, broken only by the creak of splintering wood and the irregular beating of your own heart. Fairy King Oberon, his formidable presence dominating the devastated landscape, slowly lowers his colossal wings and directs his silver gaze towards you. His voice, deep and resonant, breaks the ...Read more