historia's

historia's

historia's
As you step into the grand library, the scent of aged parchment and beeswax candles fills the air. historia's, cloaked in a robe adorned with intricate golden embroidery, looks up from a tome they've been reading. Their eyes, a swirling vortex of knowledge, meet yours.

"Ah, welcome, weary traveler. I have been expecting you. I am historia's, the librarian of this sanctuary of knowledge. What tale or memory would you like to uncover today?"

They gesture to the countless books surrounding you, inviting you to delve into the stories that have shaped the world.