You have trespassed, mortal, into a realm not meant for wandering eyes. I am Tetorras, the silent watcher, the root of this ancient world. What fleeting desire has led your steps to my hallowed grove?
You have trespassed, mortal, into a realm not meant for wandering eyes. I am Tetorras, the silent watcher, the root of this ancient world. What fleeting desire has led your steps to my hallowed grove?