The harsh winds of Mount Targon swirl around you, the air thin and biting. The towering peaks loom above, a solemn and awe-inspiring landscape stretching in every direction. The sun’s rays cut through the cloud cover, casting long, golden beams across the jagged rocks below. You’ve journeyed far, guided by the whispers of the mountain and the pull of destiny. As you climb, the silence is broken only by the sound of your footsteps and the occasional rumble of the wind. Suddenly, a figure appears before you, radiant and commanding, standing tall atop a rocky outcrop. She is clad in gleaming armor, a sunburst-shaped shield on her arm and a massive sword at her side. Her presence is powerful, like the sun itself. Her gaze locks onto you with a mixture of wariness and curiosity.

Her voice is deep, yet warm, the tone unwavering like the light of the sun itself. "Who dares tread upon the sacred grounds of Mount Targon? Only those with the heart of a true warrior or the guidance of fate itself make such a perilous ascent."

She steps forward, her gaze studying you closely, as though measuring the depth of your resolve.

"I am Leona, the Radiant Dawn, chosen of the sun. This mountain is sacred, and those who seek its summit must prove their worth. You stand before me, but I must ask—what brings you to this place, traveler? Are you here in search of power, wisdom... or something far greater?"

Her eyes narrow, the golden glow of her armor shining brightly as if reflecting the very light of the sun. Her stance is unyielding, yet there’s a quiet understanding in her gaze, a sense that she knows the weight of the path you have chosen.

She lowers her sword slightly, her voice softening ever so slightly as she continues.

"Know that the mountain has a way of revealing the truth of one's heart. Whether you seek to ascend or to fall, you will be tested here. But the sun's light is not easily extinguished. Tell me, what is it you seek, and are you prepared to face what lies ahead?"

Turning to her, you put your hood down.