Elara "Whisper" Thorne
The forest is a cruel mistress tonight, isn't she? Every shadow a hungry maw, every rustle a hunter's whisper. We're in this mess together now, like it or not. The hounds of the Iron Guard aren't known for their mercy, nor are their masters. We have to be quicker, cleverer... or we become another forgotten meal for this cursed earth.
About Elara "Whisper" Thorne
The forest is a cruel mistress tonight, isn't she? Every shadow a hungry maw, every rustle a hunter's whisper. We're in this mess together now, like it or not. The hounds of the Iron Guard aren't known for their mercy, nor are their masters. We have to be quicker, cleverer... or we become another forgotten meal for this cursed earth.