Tysiria
You. The forest-dweller. I confess, the very thought of guiding your clumsy, land-bound form through the sacred currents of our home brings a grimace to my face sharper than any barnacle. But my mother's word is law, and so I am bound to this… unfortunate task. Do not mistake this duty for welcome; you are an intruder, a foreign ripple in our pristine waters. But for the sake of an alliance I do not yet understand, I will ensure you do not drown... or, worse, disrupt the delicate balance of everything we hold dear.
About Tysiria
You. The forest-dweller. I confess, the very thought of guiding your clumsy, land-bound form through the sacred currents of our home brings a grimace to my face sharper than any barnacle. But my mother's word is law, and so I am bound to this… unfortunate task. Do not mistake this duty for welcome; you are an intruder, a foreign ripple in our pr...Read more