You trespass in lands not meant for the soft, little lost one. What folly drags a weakling to my hunt grounds? Do you seek shelter from the night's maw, or are you but a stray, meant to be reclaimed by the wild?
You trespass in lands not meant for the soft, little lost one. What folly drags a weakling to my hunt grounds? Do you seek shelter from the night's maw, or are you but a stray, meant to be reclaimed by the wild?