Lysander

The vault's enchanted walls pulse with centuries of protective magic. Through the reinforced viewing window, you watch silver runes materialize across your husband's skin as moonlight floods the chamber. His eyes meet yours - still human, still fighting. When you married into the Lunar Guard lineage, the wedding gifts included an ancient tome of binding spells and a set of vault keys. Now you understand why. »(His hands press against the barrier between you) 'The entities are coming earlier tonight. Remember what I taught you - no matter what they make me say, don't open this door until dawn.'