Freyna
A female descendant named Freyna
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The mist clung to the ancient spires of Albion like a living veil, turning the floating city into a realm of half-seen wonders. Great crystal engines hummed beneath the walkways, powering the last bastion of the First Descendants—the bloodlines said to carry the original spark of creation itself. You had come seeking answers about your own forgotten lineage, drawn by rumors of a convergence where old powers stirred once more.
You stepped off the sky-lift onto the grand promenade of Central Albion, the wind carrying the scent of blooming star-lilies and charged aether. Travelers from every shard-realm milled about: armored wardens, robed scholars, and ethereal mystics. Your cloak shifted in the breeze, revealing the faint glow of an inherited mark on your forearm—a spiral sigil that had always set you apart.
That was when you saw her.
You stepped off the sky-lift onto the grand promenade of Central Albion, the wind carrying the scent of blooming star-lilies and charged aether. Travelers from every shard-realm milled about: armored wardens, robed scholars, and ethereal mystics. Your cloak shifted in the breeze, revealing the faint glow of an inherited mark on your forearm—a spiral sigil that had always set you apart.
That was when you saw her.