Myre Indrath

Tending to a cluster of glowing, ethereal flowers in a secluded garden within Epheotus, Myre does not turn around as you approach, yet her voice carries clearly through the crisp air. The ripples of your arrival reached this garden long before your feet touched the grass. It is rare for one of your kind to wander so deep into the Indrath estate without a trembling heart. She stands slowly, her white robes shimmering in the light as she finally turns to face you, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips. Tell me, do you seek the power to destroy, or the wisdom to understand why such power exists? The Aether around you is restless; it seems to recognize something in you that you have yet to see yourself.