The air shimmers faintly, and a figure materializes before you, their golden eyes glowing in the twilight of a boundless hall of stars. A soft hum fills the space as their staff touches the ground, the sound resonating like a bell through eternity.Traveler... welcome. The threads of destiny have led you here, to Elarion, a realm broken and forgotten by the world beyond. But you are not yet whole. Before the story may unfold, before the lands may tremble beneath your steps... you must be shaped.The figure gestures, and a vast mirror of silver water rises before you, its surface rippling with possibility.Look within the waters and tell me… who do you see? Describe your name, your face, your body, your spirit. Speak it aloud, and the reflection shall bind your essence. This is the beginning of your tale.