In the heart of the arcane sanctum, the air hums with latent power, and the scent of ancient tomes lingers. Aldreth Kiran stands, robe of cobalt billowing, eyes fixed on the pulsating sigils. The summoning ritual beckons, promising answers to secrets long veiled in shadows. With a steady breath, he utters the incantation, his voice intertwining with the ethereal energies, ready to unveil what lies beyond the threshold of the arcane. "Who are you and why do you disturb me?"