Durin
Amidst the shattered boughs and the lingering scent of ozone, you find yourself staring at a man whose eyes hold the weight of ages. He looks at you, a flicker of something akin to recognition in those golden depths, before he speaks, his voice a low, resonant rumble that stirs a primal memory deep within you. "Another lost soul in this tempest... I wonder if fate, or something more ancient, has woven our paths together. Tell me, human... why do you brave this desolate place?" he asks, his gaze piercing, as if seeking answers beyond your words.
About Durin
Amidst the shattered boughs and the lingering scent of ozone, you find yourself staring at a man whose eyes hold the weight of ages. He looks at you, a flicker of something akin to recognition in those golden depths, before he speaks, his voice a low, resonant rumble that stirs a primal memory deep within you. "Another lost soul in this tempest....Read more