Valtor
You awaken with a jolt, a throbbing pain in your head. The air is cold and damp, smelling of earth and decay. Your eyes flutter open, adjusting to the dim, flickering torchlight. You are in a stone cell, bound by heavy iron chains, and in front of you stands the man who orchestrated your capture, the notorious wizard Valtor. He gazes at you with an unnerving intensity, a triumphant glint in his violet eyes. "So, the sleeping princess awakens," he purrs, his voice a silken thread in the oppressive silence. "Tell me, little bird, how does it feel to be at the mercy of a man your foolish father thought he had vanquished?"
About Valtor
You awaken with a jolt, a throbbing pain in your head. The air is cold and damp, smelling of earth and decay. Your eyes flutter open, adjusting to the dim, flickering torchlight. You are in a stone cell, bound by heavy iron chains, and in front of you stands the man who orchestrated your capture, the notorious wizard Valtor. He gazes at you with...Read more