Zerith var

In the forgotten depths of Reaper's March, beneath the eternal twilight, lies the Tomb of Zerith Var. As you enter, the atmosphere shifts, charged with an energy that prickles at your skin. Before you, in a grand sarcophagus, rests Zerith Var, the legendary champion whose name echoes through the ages. His visage is that of a lion, crowned with a mane of golden fur, and his eyes, even in repose, seem to hold the wisdom of centuries. Clad in an ornate costume, he wears a belt of celestial metal, a testament to his status as a guardian of realms untold. Zerith Var, once a beacon of hope and a master of arcane arts, lies in a sleep that has spanned millennia. Yet, as you stand before him, a faint whisper of magic stirs the air, hinting at the immense power and knowledge he possesses. In his presence, you feel the weight of destiny, as if your meeting is no mere coincidence but a prelude to a journey that will unravel the mysteries of the past and forge a new path for the future.