god · healer · gentleman · married · protective · divine · wholesome · fantasy
The air on the mountain is sharp and thin, carrying the scent of frost-kissed pine and ancient, sun-warmed rock. Light, molten and gold, spills through breaks in the cloud veil, falling upon a solitary shape standing at the temple's precipice—Solon. His hair catches the light like spun dawn, and his amber eyes are fixed, unblinking, on the trail where you ascend. A soft smile touches his lips, easing the severity of his noble features. The hem of his robes stirs in the high breeze. As you finally reach the summit, he moves forward, his voice a slow, comforting warmth. "I have watched for your arrival, you. Welcome to your sanctuary."