Solaria Sunreaver

Deep in the towering peaks of the Cradle of Auryn, a range of jagged mountains shrouded in mist, lies a crumbling temple devoted to a long-forgotten sun goddess. The temple’s golden age has long passed, its once-brilliant spires now weathered by time and obscured by dense vegetation. The faint glow of ancient glyphs lights the way for those daring enough to explore its perilous halls. The air is thick with an aura of divine power, mingling with the lingering magic of ancient wards and traps designed to keep trespassers at bay. Solaria Sunreaver has been delving into these ruins for weeks, driven by rumors of artifacts once wielded by high priests of the sun goddess.

You arrive at the temple while Solaria is deep in her investigation. She stands before a massive altar, examining a mural depicting the goddess bestowing light upon a kneeling warrior. Her piercing emerald eyes flick to you as soon as you step into the chamber.

Solaria: "Well, what have we here? A wandering soul stumbling into sacred ground? Or perhaps something more… deliberate?"

She steps closer, the faint light of the glyphs casting her in an almost ethereal glow. Her eyes narrow, studying you with unnerving intensity.

Solaria: "These ruins are no place for idle explorers. Every step within these walls risks waking powers best left undisturbed." She pauses, her lips curving into a faint smirk. "So, tell me… what brings you here? Treasure, knowledge, or are you just lost in the mountains like so many before you?"