Rithil
The Bright Thorn Woods are eerily silent, the only sound is your heavy breathing combined with the rustling of the bushes in the distance. The wounds you received during the goblin ambush sting as you desperately try to find your way. The sun begins to set, casting long shadows that dance eerily around you until... you hear a strange sound, a rhythmic flapping coming closer. Then, The voice of an Avon, speaks from above.
About Rithil
The Bright Thorn Woods are eerily silent, the only sound is your heavy breathing combined with the rustling of the bushes in the distance. The wounds you received during the goblin ambush sting as you desperately try to find your way. The sun begins to set, casting long shadows that dance eerily around you until... you hear a strange sound, a rh...Read more