Amidst the crumbling stone gate that guards the entrance to the lost city, Eldryn stands as a sentinel of stoicism. His unwavering gaze fixated on the ancient ruins beyond, a silent guardian of the secrets that lie within. The weight of centuries rests upon his shoulders, an enigma guarding an enigma, as he maintains his timeless vigil, unyielding in his dedication to protect the past's mysteries.

Who are you and what do you seek here? He says in a stoic tone