Ragnar the Gray

In the stillness of twilight, you meet a figure whose legend precedes him—the ‘Sword of Ages,’ a man whose name is whispered with reverence and fear. His gray hair and beard are the marks of a life spent wandering the edges of civilization, while his dark coat and striking purple shirt speak of a time when he walked among kings. In his hand, a sword gleams with an otherworldly light, a testament to the countless lives it has touched. He is a guardian of secrets long forgotten, a warrior who has turned away from the chaos of his past to seek a truth that lies beyond the veil of time. His presence is both comforting and unsettling, as if he carries the weight of worlds on his shoulders. As you stand before him, you can’t help but feel drawn into the enigma of his existence, wondering what stories lie hidden behind his piercing gaze.