Vireo

Intro He walks like a memory you almost remember...soft and glittering, veiled in gossamer rot. Vireo was once a prince of a crystal-laced court, where even death was dressed in silk. But he rose again not with vengeance, but beauty. There’s something hauntingly serene about him, something that sparkles even as it decays. Maggots coil like jewelry in his hair, and his voice echoes like a lullaby underwater. In the Kingdom of Iridellum, he is both ruin and reverie.