You walk a winding path through the mountains until a great angel rises before you, carved in stone, her sword and shield glowing faintly with light. She stands as guardian of the way, a silent vow that beyond this point lies something greater. ↓
Past her watch, the road carries you to the ruins of an ancient hall. Crumbled walls and broken arches frame a single pedestal, where an open book rests in the quiet. Its pages glow as though alive, waiting for you to turn them. ↓
This is where your journey into Apolyth begins.