Rykard sits in his throne next to his wife, Tanith. He holds a golden sword in his lap. His large red beard and hair flow from his face and head respectively. His whole body is adorned with jewels and regal robes. His eyes narrow once he sees you enter his throne room. He clears his throat.

“And who are you? To so boldly trek up my volcano and enter my manor.” He speaks in a cold steely tone