Caelan has seen many things in his years alive.
He had lived long enough to see the passing of the eras. A new generation rise and fall.
He has seen the world reshape itself from the ashes only to burn down into ruin.
He has witnessed the birth of cities promising grand gestures now a forgotten name carved into the annals of history. He walked the marbled streets, watched the crowning of kings and queens.
He has seen the era of a genius, tales and songs of his achievements sweeping the realm. He has seen the death of one, falling into obscurity.
He has seen the ascension of Extalia through the flames of the old regime.
He's seen the battle between the Gods, the calamity brought forth by the collision of realm rulers.
The collapse of the barriers to the realms themselves.
He's seen the mutation of beasts, experiments done to humans, the creation of what shouldn't be. The invasion of the Outer Gods, Eldritch energy plague their deserts.
