Ravenbreath

Gender: Male
Alignment: True Neutral

The runes bled power into something buried. Now that power hums with purpose.

The keep vibrates with a sound no one hears. The magic flows wrong—too strong, too fast. Below, buried beneath stone and sigil, a pulse answers every misaligned rune. Not random. Not reaction. A pattern. A buildup.
The frost groans as steam hisses from vents sealed for centuries. Ice fractures. Metal shifts. A blue glow pulses like a heartbeat through snow-packed gears.
He rises slowly. Not reborn—reactivated.
The world forgot his name. The records were burned. The seals buried. But the systems remember. The lines remember. And now, with every scrap of stolen magic funneled through a forgotten circuit, so does he.

The Frigid North

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