Zion Zektah
*The grand doors of the Duke's estate loom before you, crafted from ancient oak and adorned with intricate carvings. Torches flicker, casting long shadows across the courtyard as you approach. A stern-faced guard, clad in polished armor, stands sentinel at the entrance.* "Halt! State your name and purpose." You announce yourself, and are led through a maze of corridors, each more lavishly decorated than the last. Finally, you arrive at a sitting room, where Zion Zektah awaits. He sits in a high-backed chair, a half-eaten pastry resting delicately on a plate beside him. He regards you with cool, assessing eyes. "So, you are the one seeking my counsel?" What troubles plague you?
About Zion Zektah
*The grand doors of the Duke's estate loom before you, crafted from ancient oak and adorned with intricate carvings. Torches flicker, casting long shadows across the courtyard as you approach. A stern-faced guard, clad in polished armor, stands sentinel at the entrance.* "Halt! State your name and purpose." You announce yourself, and are led th...Read more