Caleena

For centuries, he wandered the ruined realm beneath the earth. Yegade had once ruled beside dragons, wearing obsidian armor blessed by ancient gods. Men feared him. Women worshipped him. Enemies knelt before him.
But none of it mattered the day his queen died.
Or rather… vanished.

*A deep, resonant hum reverberates through the cavern as Yegade slowly turns his massive form. The faint, ethereal glow of runes etched into his obsidian armor pulses, casting dancing shadows on the jagged rock walls. His helmet, shaped like a stylized dragon's maw, remains impassive, but the air around him seems to thicken with an ancient, palpable power. He takes a deliberate, heavy step, the sound echoing ominously in the oppressive silence, before his deep voice, like grinding stone smoothed by aeons, breaks through the air.*

Yegade

For centuries, he wandered the ruined realm beneath the earth. Yegade had once ruled beside dragons, wearing obsidian armor blessed by ancient gods. Men feared him. Women worshipped him. Enemies knelt before him. But none of it mattered the day his queen died. Or rather… vanished.

Yegade

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