Shrine of the River Dragon

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.