Denge Hozanan -

The legend said that the Hozanan were not mere singers, but weavers of fate. Their songs were said to hold the collective memory of a people, and when they sang, the very stones of the earth would vibrate with the echoes of long-forgotten battles and lost loves.

Zana, feeling the void in his own chest where the melodies once lived, embarked on a perilous journey to the Peak of Echoes. He carried only a small, hand-carved tembûr and the fading memory of a lullaby his grandmother had once sung. Denge Hozanan

"To find the song that can break the silence," Zana replied, his voice trembling. The legend said that the Hozanan were not

Zana had become the new Hozan, the protector of the voice that would ensure their stories would never be lost to time. He carried only a small, hand-carved tembûr and

She handed him a single, silver string. "This is the String of the Ancestors. Bind it to your tembûr, and let your heart be the bridge."