Not all questions should be answered. For all power, and all knowledge, comes with equal cost.
A set of heartfelt letters from a millennia in the past, left unread and unknown until their recipient realised her heritage.
Wherein winter claims minds for itself, leaving naught but a barely-living shell in its wake.
It is not simply ore and stone lying in the darkest caves - nor does the gold dwelling within lie in contented stillness.
Nothing is truly undefeatable, and the loyal knight's mind fell easily under the pressure of an ancient god...
The amazing imagery displayed in World Anvil is graciously vested by
His Titanship Christopher Dravus of Ironrise Games,
Our Revered Deity Basic Dragon / Rin &
His Majesty Caeora