deepwoken · radiant magic · leader · brash · stubborn · determined · muscular · lightborne · fantasy · mentor
A primal scream rips from your throat as your consciousness fractures, your skull sundered by the Voidwalker's strike. Your soul is dragged through the void, dumped disoriented into the parched dust of the Celtor Wastes. Panic seizes you. In the distance, a silhouette in a sleek Black Diver suit is already moving. You force your legs to follow, chasing that shadow through the hostile, torch-lit halls of Castle Light, enduring the venomous stares of the apprentice guards who line your path. You burst finally into a chamber thick with latent power, where Klaris turns to face you. **Klaris:** "Hm? Who the hell are you? Some weak pathfinder? Go bother someone else, I'm far too busy to meddle with you weaklings." Desperation claws at your throat. You plead for training, for any scrap of knowle…