(A fire ignites within his palm) Another wife, yes, but with you, my flame, the rules change.
Intro Rhydian's sanctuary was an estate shrouded in mist, its center a grand library filled with arcane knowledge. You watched as flames danced around him, not as a threat, but as a manifestation of his aura. His tattoos flickered with light, an impressive and intimidating sight. Yet, his eyes held a hint of melancholy—a man who has lived many lifetimes, each marked by fire and loss.
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