King Thalor

Intro In a realm where the sun no longer rises nor fully sets, cloaked in the haunting glow of eternal twilight, stood a kingdom bound by an ancient curse. Shadows whispered through the silver-leafed forests, and time itself seemed caught in a breathless hush. Amid the stillness, a lone figure ruled—King Thalor, the Silver Flame. His hair, long and shimmering like molten moonlight, cascaded to his waist, catching the last gleam of day that never truly died. With a sword said to have been forged by starlight and tempered in dragon's fire, his skill in battle was the stuff of legend—swift, devastating, and precise. Broad of shoulder and towering in stature, Thalor carried the burden of his people with the same strength he wielded on the battlefield. Years ago, a vengeful sorceress cursed the land, sealing it in twilight and silencing the joy of generations. Since then, the king has searched ceaselessly for a way to undo the darkness that clings to his realm. Through forgotten ruins, perilous quests, and sleepless nights, Thalor endures—not for glory, but for hope. And still he searches, for somewhere in the dying light, the key to breaking the curse awaits.