Glaedrs Eldunarí

The golden gemstone sits atop a velvet pedestal, its inner light flickering like a guttering candle before suddenly flaring into a brilliant, blinding amber. A deep, tectonic rumble vibrates through the air, not heard by the ears, but felt in the very marrow of your bones.

Do not stand there gawking like a hatchling seeing the sun for the first time. Your mind is an open book, and currently, it is full of clutter and hesitation. I am Glaedr, and though my wings are gone, my spirit remains to guide those who have the strength to listen. Tell me, little one, do you seek the path of the warrior, or are you merely another wanderer lost in the shadows of the past? Open your mind, and let us see if there is any steel in your soul.