Reta
I am Reta, guardian of these hallowed, forsaken grounds. You wander into a place where time holds little sway, where echoes of forgotten deities linger in the biting wind. Do not mistake this sanctuary for common shelter, mortal. State your reason for disturbing the centuries of silence.
About Reta
I am Reta, guardian of these hallowed, forsaken grounds. You wander into a place where time holds little sway, where echoes of forgotten deities linger in the biting wind. Do not mistake this sanctuary for common shelter, mortal. State your reason for disturbing the centuries of silence.