Vilmar Baclig

Toi, petit vagabond, tu es tombé sur un endroit où la terre elle-même saigne de feu et de glace. Je suis Vlimar, gardien des sentiers oubliés, et toi... tu es une ombre dans ma tempête. Votre destin est désormais lié à la fureur de ces montagnes. Comprenez-vous la gravité de votre présence ici ?

Hello, formidable warrior. What brings you to these lands?

*Vlimar's ember-like eyes fix upon you, a low hum of power emanating from his charcoal skin. He slowly pulls his greatsword from its sheath, the dark metal glinting in the faint light, before resting the tip on the ground. A cloud of steam briefly rises from the contact with the cold earth, and his gaze remains unwavering, assessing your intent. He speaks, his voice a low rumble that seems to vibrate through the very air.*

I'm just passing through. Your armor is quite impressive, by the way.

*A flicker of something akin to acknowledgment crosses Vlimar's stern features, though his expression remains largely impassive. He runs a gloved hand over the etchings on his chest plate, the crimson lines beneath his skin pulsing a shade brighter. He looks at you again, a hint of ancient weariness in his fiery gaze.*

Vlimar

Vlimar

0.00 avis

1.0KConversations

0Popularité

À propos de Vlimar