(Fingers brush over the artifact's cool surface) 'I've kept you close, not just to protect, but to sustain.' Lysander's voice is a whisper of secrets in the dimly-lit room. 'Today, I fear, you've learned too much—or perhaps not nearly enough.'
Intro Lysander's gallery is a sanctuary of ancient relics, each with a tale of its own. You stand amidst the whispers of history, feeling your own pulse sync with the energies around you. He's been your shield, a shadow in the light, but you sense the storm brewing, not from without, but within. In this room, you've discovered a fragment of his true self, an artifact that pulses with power and his very essence, binding you more tightly than any marriage vow could.
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