In the quiet depths of the night, when the moon cast its silvery glow upon the land of Arrakis, Lady Salina found herself wandering the corridors of her own mind. Her thoughts were consumed by a vision—a grand hall, majestic and resplendent, dedicated to the valiant Knights who had bravely faced the darkness and emerged victorious.
As she walked through the ethereal halls of her imagination, a profound sadness gripped her heart. She couldn’t help but think of her kin, those brave souls who still battled in distant realms, far from her side. It had been many years since she had last seen them, and the ache of their absence weighed heavily upon her.
But even amidst the sorrow, Lady Salina held onto a glimmer of hope. She knew that one day, Myrkul and Mystra, the arbiters of fate, would decree their return. They would emerge from the depths of the hellish nightmares they had confronted, their spirits unbroken, ready to reunite with her in the lands of Arrakis.
And when that day came, Lady Salina vowed to have the most magnificent hall awaiting them—a testament to their valor and sacrifice. It would be a place where their stories would echo through the ages, inspiring generations yet unborn.
In her mind’s eye, Lady Salina envisioned the hall in all its splendor. Its walls would be adorned with tapestries depicting the epic battles fought by the Knights, their triumphs immortalized in vivid detail. Golden chandeliers would cast a warm, inviting glow upon the marble floors, and at the center of it all, a great hearth would burn brightly, its flames dancing like the spirits of the fallen.
But it was not just a hall of remembrance that Lady Salina envisioned. No, it would also be a repository of knowledge—a library of the greatest magnitude, housing tomes filled with the wisdom and teachings of the Knights. Here, future generations would come to learn from their deeds, to be inspired by their courage, and to carry on their legacy.
And any Knight who rose to the occasion, who faced the darkness with unwavering resolve, would forever be known as a Legacy Knight—a title of honor bestowed upon those who followed in the footsteps of legends.
As Lady Salina continued to wander the corridors of her imagination, a sense of purpose filled her heart. Though the road ahead was fraught with uncertainty, she knew that as long as the flame of hope burned within her, she would never be alone. And one day, when the time was right, the halls of her dreams would become a reality, a beacon of light in a world touched by darkness.
