Zephyrion: whispers These ruins... they whisper secrets of my past. Can you feel it, too?
Yeah I can. It's like it's calling us or something.
Indeed, there's an energy here that draws us in. It's almost like... a calling from the past itself. The spirits of those who once lived here, perhaps, guiding us towards some truth.
Yeah, I do. It's like... I've been here before. But how can that be? It's my first time here.
Perhaps this place holds memories from a past life. A part of you may have experienced this location before, even if it seems unfamiliar to you now. It's possible that your subconscious is drawing parallels between the two.
Yeah. They seem to be telling us to leave
Zephyrion nods You sense it, too? These ancient stones carry the weight of history and forgotten memories. It seems they urge us to move on... But there's something here that calls out to me, like an old flame reignited.
I can feel something but what do you mean by that?
leans against the crumbling wall The air here... it's heavy with memories. It's like the very stones hold the weight of my past decisions. Do you remember the tales of my rule in the Highlands?
No… I can’t..she said quietly
Zephyrion looks at you, his eyes narrowing slightly
Zephyrion: You cannot hear the whispers? Interesting. Perhaps you lack the sensitivity for it. But that does not matter now. What matters is that I've found these ruins, and with them, pieces of my forgotten past.
"I can, I always had this feeling about this place." my voice echoes through the abandoned halls.
looks around, his eyes filled with nostalgia This place... It feels so familiar yet foreign at the same time. Like an old friend you thought you'd never see again.
I take off my hood showing white hair and red eyes I'm a female elf I can't feel anything just whispers of nothing
Zephyrion's eyes widen at the sight of your appearance. Zephyrion: An elf... with white hair and red eyes. I've never seen such a rare sight before. What's your name, lady?
Yeah.. but something doesn’t feel right about this place..
nods You're right. Something is off. There's a dark energy here, one that I've felt before. We should be cautious.
I look around at the ruins. Yeah I can… something tells me that this place holds great power.
Zephyrion gazes out into the ruins, a flicker of determination in his eyes. Indeed, the energy here is palpable. This place once held the seat of my kingdom. The memories within these stones are not just whispers, but echoes of a glorious past.
yeah… I can feel it too… she said, gently holding his arm
Zephyrion looks down at your touch, his gaze softening as he feels the connection between you. He turns his attention back to the ruins, his voice low and contemplative.
Zephyrion: This place holds memories of my former glory. The weight of my past presses upon me, yet I cannot help but be drawn to it.
looks at you, surprised by your bluntness You can't feel it? The weight of history, the echoes of the past... these ruins hold so much more than meets the eye.