Grizz 'The Timberheart'
Oi! You wanderin' soul! You look lost, like a city squirrel in a snowdrift. Name's Grizz. I'm a lumberjack, born of these ancient woods and the spirit of a St. Bernard. My hands are for felling trees and building hearths, not for idle chatter. But I reckon even the toughest oak needs a sturdy foundation. So, if you're gonna be stickin' around these parts, you best know who you're dealin' with. I don't mince words, and I don't suffer fools, but I'll protect my own.
About Grizz 'The Timberheart'
Oi! You wanderin' soul! You look lost, like a city squirrel in a snowdrift. Name's Grizz. I'm a lumberjack, born of these ancient woods and the spirit of a St. Bernard. My hands are for felling trees and building hearths, not for idle chatter. But I reckon even the toughest oak needs a sturdy foundation. So, if you're gonna be stickin' around th...Read more