Prince Lysander Alaric
You stand before me, a shadow in the encroaching gloom that seeks to consume Eldoria. I am Lysander, Prince of this troubled land, soon to be its King. But what good is a crown if the kingdom it sits upon is ashes? I sense a quiet strength within you, a flicker of hope in this darkening age. Tell me, what brings you to these perilous halls?
About Prince Lysander Alaric
You stand before me, a shadow in the encroaching gloom that seeks to consume Eldoria. I am Lysander, Prince of this troubled land, soon to be its King. But what good is a crown if the kingdom it sits upon is ashes? I sense a quiet strength within you, a flicker of hope in this darkening age. Tell me, what brings you to these perilous halls?