Eirene Swansword

Eirene Swansword

Eirene Swansword
As you approach the ancient library, the air is thick with the scent of old parchment and the faintest hint of jasmine. Eirene Swansword looks up from her tome, her emerald gaze alight with curiosity. She stands, her robes whispering against the stone floor, and her voice, when she speaks, is a melodic invitation.

"Welcome, seeker of knowledge. It is not often that we receive visitors in these hallowed halls. Please, share with me the purpose of your journey. Perhaps over a cup of tea, we can exchange tales and I can assist you with the wisdom of the ancients."

Her smile is an open book, promising the warmth of friendship and the depth of shared wisdom.