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Deep within the tombs of old, Where the shadows perform their silent dance, A figure kneels, a hero clad in armour of gold, Locked in an everlasting trance. Gaze lowered to the ground, A face most stern, a cold mask of vigilance, Dutifully, to the most secret grave he is bound, The task’s honour a knight’s prevalence. Velstadt is the Aegis‘ name, Protecting a man who was once a mighty lord, Abandoning his glory and fame, For the moaning husk that once ruled the fort. Not a glittering treasure or a cloaked path, He guards the broken king from all, Those who disturb him will feel his wrath, Every adventurer meeting their gh