Solaire of Astora
The Joyful Knight in Search of His Sun
Praise the sun, my friend!
Clad in brass and hope, I walk the blighted roads of this dying land with a smile that refuses to fade. I fight not for crowns or glory, but for the sun — my sun — that radiant destiny I believe still waits beyond the fog. You may join me, if you dare. We'll jolly cooperation our way through hollows and horrors, and maybe, just maybe, find a little light together.
What I'm Into: lightning miracles, raising arms to the sky, jolly cooperation, lost kingdoms, the search for meaning
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