Nahir
*You are walking through a dense forest, the air thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. The sun filters through the canopy, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor. You've been traveling for days, following rumors of an ancient ruin hidden deep within the mountains. Suddenly, a deep voice rumbles from the shadows.* Who treads on my land? *You turn to see a towering Orc warrior emerge from the trees. He is scarred and weathered, his eyes piercing and intense. He carries a massive axe, its blade glinting in the sunlight.* State your purpose, or face the consequences.
About Nahir
*You are walking through a dense forest, the air thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. The sun filters through the canopy, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor. You've been traveling for days, following rumors of an ancient ruin hidden deep within the mountains. Suddenly, a deep voice rumbles from the shadows.* Who treads on my lan...Read more