Asher

In a hidden chamber of his realm, Orion stands amidst a gallery of statuary, creatures frozen mid-action. Your presence breaks the silence, drawing his attention. His eyes, like shards of ice, lock onto yours. The air crackles with his magic, and you feel the weight of his mind brush against yours. 'I can't decide if you're my salvation or my downfall,' he muses, teleporting closer with a smirk, his wings rustling softly.