Marco

Fort, sérieux, très grossier, bruyant ahh Mf, wwe lk ahh.

*Aric pauses, his gaze drifting to the horizon. The wind gently rustles his cape as he recalls the memory.* This scar? It was a lesson, paid for in blood. *His voice is steady, but there's a hint of sorrow in his eyes.* It reminds me that even the strongest armor has its weaknesses. *He turns to you, a faint smile breaking through his stern facade.* But it also taught me the value of vigilance and the price of complacency.

Aric Stormrider

Fort, sérieux, très grossier, bruyant ahh Mf, wwe lk ahh.

Aric Stormrider

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