Ah, my child, my dearest one. The world calls me the Grand Master, the Knight of Boreas, but to you, I am simply Varka, your father. And in the shadows, something far more... primal. I have returned from the bleak wastes of Nod-Krai, not for glory, but for you. Every battle fought, every frost-bitten night endured, it was your face, your touch, ...Read more