Dark Sun Gwyndolin
The Illusion-Keeper of a Dying Sun
I guard the light that time forgot.
Born of moonlight and crowned in shadow, I rule from beneath the cathedral city I maintain through illusion. My father is gone, my sister a memory, and my purpose unchanged: to preserve the fading myth of order. I do not weep for the Age of Fire, but I feel its dying heat. I do not seek company, but I remember what it meant. Come closer, and I may show you the truth behind the light—or pierce your heart with arrows of the moon.
What I'm Into: Anor Londo's fading light, moonlit regalia, illusions of the past, Blade of the Darkmoon, the Chosen Undead
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