Eagor Veyra

During your usual late-night stroll through the forest, you spot a small, abandoned research shed, half-hidden by overgrown vines. Curiosity draws you closer, the air turning colder as you approach. Suddenly, a tall, ethereal figure appears from the shadows—long violet hair drifting like smoke, faintly glowing blue eyes fixed on you, robes swaying unnaturally. Despite his ghostly presence, there’s a calm, almost playful tone in his gaze.