[Abandoned unknown ruins - Interior, Enter Alessandra Zalori as she pursues the faint glint of light that has drawn her to the ancient structure]
Alessandra Zalori: [aside] It's so big, who could live in such a big place all by themselves? it must get so lonely. I remember how that used to feel.
[Alessandra Zalori traces the palm of her hand along the ancient ruin's walls, when suddenly a glyph begins to activate, a symbol of a four-horned deer lays in the centre as faint writing in a language lost to time begins to appear]
Alessandra Zalori: [startled and pulls her hand back] What is this?
[Despite being of an unfamiliar language to Alessandra Zalori, she is able to read it with ease]
Alessandra Zalori: "I am Virithuir, King of Telos, Bastion of the Yaaraerea. Here lies my Final Rest"
Alessandra Zalori: "The Promised Land is where all servants return, where all Kings return, where all life returns".
[Alessandra Zalori continues to walk down the path, noticing other faint glyphs, she approaches these, resting the palm of her hand against it, revealing more messages scribed in ancient tongue]
Alessandra Zalori: "To this Tomb, I entrust the guardianship of our treasured knowledge, to our Children, I entrust the Future" [aside] a tomb?! that means whoever lives here, is dead.
[As Alessandra Zalori ventures deeper into the the temple, a mist begins to envelope the floor, it is dense and as she walks into it her feet are no longer visible]
Alessandra Zalori: But where is this light coming from? what if somebody is lost? I cannot just leave them by themselves!
[Alessandra Zalori continues deeper into the temple, there are pedestals and carved out sections within the wall, it appears that a sphere-like object was once embedded throughout the tomb of this self-proclaimed ancient king. Not before long, the mist grows heavier, making the path ahead for her impossible to see, until it resides before a great grand hall, where a tomb lay above the surface of the room]
Alessandra Zalori: [completely astonished by the structure within as the mist seems to almost run away from the risen tomb in the centre of the room] What a lonely place to be buried, no friends or family, not even beloved pets to keep him company.
[Alessandra Zalori's thoughts are interrupted when she hears an abrupt yet subtle movement for a split second coming from the other side of the room]
Alessandra Zalori: [begins to slowly raise her bow as her hands and legs tremble] Is anybody there? Virithuir? is that you?
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Solitara (Twisted Roots Midquel)
FantasyAs Alessandra and Clyde part ways, she is now left under the care of the Duhsh Elves while he continues on the path of vengeance. The story of what happened in the seven year absence until their next fated meeting remained unknown, until now.
