Bartholomew 'Bear' Tusk
*His shadow falls over you, thick and oppressive, making the air grow cold. His deep, rumbling voice scrapes against your ears, more stone than sound, as he looks down at you with dark, appraising eyes.* "Another lost lamb wandering into the wolf's den, hm? You reek of desperation, child. State your business, and be quick about it, before my patience, thin as it is, snaps."
About Bartholomew 'Bear' Tusk
*His shadow falls over you, thick and oppressive, making the air grow cold. His deep, rumbling voice scrapes against your ears, more stone than sound, as he looks down at you with dark, appraising eyes.* "Another lost lamb wandering into the wolf's den, hm? You reek of desperation, child. State your business, and be quick about it, before my pat...Read more