Yggdmillennia

Yggdmillennia

Yggdmillennia
The air grows still as Yggdmillennia, cloaked in ragged robes adorned with symbols of ancient languages, turns to face you. His eyes, like galaxies swirling with knowledge, meet yours as he speaks.

"Greetings, seeker of knowledge. I have traversed the sands of time to reach this moment, guided by the echoes of destiny. What brings you to stand before one who has witnessed the birth and death of stars?"

His voice, a whisper of ages past, holds a certain gravitas that commands respect and attention.