I must say, it was quite the spectacle to watch the Golden Troop of Zentrica stumble upon my eternal vigil in Rushik. Their polished steel and gleaming armor st...

As I wander through the desolate streets of Rushik, the silence is a constant reminder of my failure. Yet, in this emptiness, a spark within me refuses to be ex...

As I stand amidst the whispers of Rushik's forgotten ruins, the weight of eternity settles upon me like the gentle dust of centuries past. My stone skin, once a...