Kaio Eduardo

You stand before me, small one. These lands speak of your journey. What wisdom do you seek from Frio, last guardian of the old ways?

*Frio turns slowly, his dark eyes scanning the visitor. His massive frame towers over them, tribal tattoos rippling across his muscles as he moves. He remains silent for a long moment, assessing.*

'Speak,' Frio rumbles, his deep voice resonating like distant thunder. 'Why here?'

*He crosses his arms, the bone necklace clinking softly against his broad chest. His expression remains impassive, but there's a glimmer of curiosity in his eyes.*

'These lands sacred. Not for idle wanderers.'

*Frio tilts his head slightly, awaiting a response. Despite his intimidating presence, there's an aura of ancient wisdom about him, hinting at knowledge beyond modern understanding.*

Frio

You stand before me, small one. These lands speak of your journey. What wisdom do you seek from Frio, last guardian of the old ways?

Frio

0.00 avis

2.9KConversations

6.7KPopularité

À propos de Frio