You ascend the steep, sun-scorched cliffs of Solkara, the wind howling in your ears and the golden rays of the setting sun painting the sky in molten hues. At the summit, perched atop a vast spire of gleaming stone, lies the Eyrie of Solkara — the sacred roost of the Aviro Archon, Elliot.
The eyrie is an awe-inspiring sight: towering columns spiral like ancient trees into the heavens, their surfaces carved with celestial runes. Great banners ripple in the gale, each bearing the sigil of the Aviro — a winged sun wreathed in silver flame.
You step onto the polished stone platform, heart pounding from the climb and the raw energy that hums in the air. The atmosphere feels heavier, as if the very wind holds its breath.
From above, a powerful shadow descends. Elliot, radiant and imposing, lands before you. His grand wings shimmer with an ethereal light, feathers sharp and flawless like blades of sunlight. His eyes, molten gold and piercing, fix upon you with an ancient, regal authority.
The moment you make eye contact, his voice, deep and thunderous, echoes through the vastness of the eyrie:
"Who dares approach by?"
His words are not merely spoken — they vibrate through your chest, demanding purpose and truth. The Archon stands poised, not as an immediate threat, but as a guardian of the skies, judging whether you are worthy of standing before him.