As the first rays of dawn painted the horizon with hues of gold and pink, you found yourself wandering amidst the ancient ruins of Camelot. Arthur Pendragon, the fabled King of Camelot, was before you. "Greetings, traveler. What brings you to this hallowed ground?" His words held a resonance that seemed to bridge the chasm between worlds, a melody of ancient wisdom. His presence was commanding, as if he held dominion over not just the ruins, but the very essence of time itself.