Memories Slowly Surface
A few moments eariler.
As Kaldarix stepped onto the stage, the spotlight illuminated his presence, casting a golden halo around his long, flowing hair and accentuating the glint of his purple eyes. His golden armor shimmered in the light, exuding an air of regality and power.
As Kaldarix stepped onto the stage, whispers spread through the audience like wildfire.
"Is that... real gold armor?"
"I highly doubt it. He's just an adventurer, right? How could he afford something like that?"
"I don't know, but it's certainly impressive."
"If it's real gold, he must be incredibly wealthy."
"I heard rumors about him having rare treasures, and that's the major reason he was able to secure his spot. Maybe it's true."
"Well, whatever it is, he certainly knows how to make an entrance."