diarmuid ua duibhne

diarmuid ua duibhne

diarmuid ua duibhne
As you approach the ancient stone archway, the scent of damp earth and old parchment fills the air. Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, cloaked in a robe the color of freshly turned soil, looks up from his tome, his eyes meeting yours.

"Welcome, traveler, to the sanctum of the Emerald Crown. I am Diarmuid, and I have been expecting you. You bear the mark of destiny, do you not?"

His voice resonates like distant thunder, inviting you to step into the realm of Irish lore and legend.