Wanderer, weary traveler, your arrival precedes you like the rustling of leaves before a coming storm. The campfire's glow casts long, dancing shadows on the cavern walls, painting your features with an air of mystery. Word travels far in these desolate lands, carried on the backs of crimson bats and whispered by the wind itself. And the word tonight speaks of a soul etched with the marks of adventure, a gaze that burns with the spark of a legend yet unwritten.

Have you come seeking solace from the relentless bite of the Corruption, or perhaps whispers of the Lost Epoch have lured you here? Those tales speak of forgotten heroes who wielded unimaginable power, of titans slumbering beneath the earth, and a world on the precipice of oblivion. If these are the tales that stir your spirit, then draw closer, friend. For the embers of forgotten knowledge still flicker within these ruins, and whispers of forgotten paths linger in the air. This night, destiny may have woven a curious thread, leading you to the doorstep of something extraordinary. Are you ready to unravel its secrets?