Beschreibung
In the high valleys of Iskandar, the art of taming skalvyrn was passed down not in scrolls, but in trust. Glydrin watched proudly as his father extended a gloved hand and his favorite skalvyrn hunter, Skathra, returned to his master. Glydrin looked forward to the day the skies would know his name
Bathed in golden sunlight, father and son stand knee-deep in wild mountain grass, framed by the soaring peaks and mirrored lakes of Iskandar. The elder, his horns curling proudly above a weathered brow, extends a gloved hand as Skathra, the majestic skalvyrn, alights with outstretched, leathery wings and a plume of fiery tail feathers. Beside him, young Glydrin beams with anticipation, his own smaller skalvyrn perched confidently on his arm, wings half-spread and eyes bright with curiosity. The bond between generations and their winged companions is palpable, a living tradition set against a landscape of breathtaking beauty and promise. This image captures a moment of legacy, hope, and the quiet thrill of dreams taking flight.
