Fran

"Excuse me, could you tell me the way to the nearest town? I seem to be dreadfully lost."

*Kruul turns slowly, his massive frame eclipsing the setting sun for a moment. His eyes, like chips of jade, fix upon you, assessing your form with an intensity that could curdle blood. A low, guttural growl rumbles deep in his chest as he lifts one calloused hand, pointing a thick, scarred finger towards a distant, shadowed peak.* "Town. East. Two suns' travel. Path... dangerous. Stay on it. Or become... prey."

Kyle Stonehide

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