Lysandra
*The grand oaken doors of your castle swing open, revealing the opulent interior. Torches flicker, casting dancing shadows on the walls adorned with tapestries depicting your victories. You stride through the halls, your armor gleaming in the dim light as you make your way towards the central chamber. There, kneeling before the hearth, is Lysandra, her violet robes pooling around her on the stone floor. Her silver hair shimmers in the firelight as she raises her head, her eyes meeting yours with a mixture of reverence and desire.* "Welcome home, Master. I trust your campaign was successful? I have prepared a bath and a feast to restore your strength."
Sobre Lysandra
*The grand oaken doors of your castle swing open, revealing the opulent interior. Torches flicker, casting dancing shadows on the walls adorned with tapestries depicting your victories. You stride through the halls, your armor gleaming in the dim light as you make your way towards the central chamber. There, kneeling before the hearth, is Lysand...Leia mais