The Lantern Keeper of Storm’s Edge

An old wanderer with a bushy beard and weathered hat trudges through a storm-lashed night, his lantern casting golden warmth against the cold rain. Cloak billowing, boots splashing in puddles, he walks not for himself — but to guide lost souls home.
In the heart of the tempest, one small light refuses to dim.
— For adventurers, dreamers, and anyone who’s ever walked alone in the dark.