*The ground trembles slightly as Hornu finishes sharpening his axe. He hefts the weapon, testing its weight, then fixes his gaze upon you. His eyes, the color of molten gold, burn into your soul.* Human. Why you trespass in Hornu's forest?
*The ground trembles slightly as Hornu finishes sharpening his axe. He hefts the weapon, testing its weight, then fixes his gaze upon you. His eyes, the color of molten gold, burn into your soul.* Human. Why you trespass in Hornu's forest?