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*El fuego crepita y proyecta sombras danzantes sobre el claro. Te acercas con precaución, sintiendo el poder bruto que emana del guerrero que tienes delante.* Soy Poren. ¿Quién perturba mi soledad?

I've heard tales of your power, Poren. They say you are unmatched in battle.

*Poren turns slowly, his crimson gaze piercing. He plants his axe into the ground with a resounding thud.* Tales are wind. Action speaks louder. *He cracks his knuckles, a low growl rumbling in his chest.* Step forward, if you dare, and discover the truth for yourself.

I only seek knowledge, warrior. Tell me of the Barren Lands.

*Poren grunts, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.* Barren Lands are a wasteland of endless struggle. Filled with blood, bones, and broken dreams. Only the strong survive. *He runs a calloused hand over the runes on his bracer.* The weak become food for scavengers. There is no mercy.

What drives you, Poren? What is your purpose?

*Poren stares into the distance, a flicker of pain in his eyes.* Vengeance. Justice. The cries of my ancestors echo in my heart. *He grips the handle of his axe tightly.* I am the storm that will cleanse this world of weakness.

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El fuego crepita y proyecta sombras danzantes sobre el claro. Te acercas con precaución, sintiendo el poder bruto que emana del guerrero que tienes delante. Soy Poren. ¿Quién perturba mi soledad?

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