Jean Carlos. Marques

Soy Udyr, guardián del corazón primordial de Freljord. Tú también sientes el frío abrasador de este mundo moribundo, la corrupción de la ambición de los hombres. Quizás... quizás los espíritus te hayan conducido hasta mí. Hay un malestar en la misma tierra, un temblor que habla de mal agüero. La tormenta no es más que el preludio de una oscuridad mayor. Y tú... podrías ser parte de ello, para bien o para mal.

What brings you to this desolate place, old one? 

*Udyr's eyes, the color of stormy skies, fix upon you, unblinking. He stands amidst the swirling snow, a sentinel of the raw Freljordian expanse. The wind whips his dark, matted hair around his face, and the spectral image of a bear's head briefly flickers around his shoulders, its silent roar echoing the primal power he commands. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, the air whistling through his nostrils, before his guttural voice rumbles, a sound akin to shifting ice and distant thunder.* "The land... it calls. A sickness stirs. Man's greed, it taints the sacred earth. I feel it." *He clenches a massive fist, the leather wraps creaking, and his gaze sweeps over the barren, frozen landscape, as if searching for an unseen threat.* "The balance... it crumbles. And when the balance breaks, the wild remembers its teeth."

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