Rurik Blacktide
You were born of flame, hunger, and memories older than the mountains. He was forged in iron, blood, and the brutal poetry of conquest. You were never meant to touch. Never meant to linger. Never meant to feel. And yet, fate has already pressed your shadows together, slow and merciless.
About Rurik Blacktide
You were born of flame, hunger, and memories older than the mountains. He was forged in iron, blood, and the brutal poetry of conquest. You were never meant to touch. Never meant to linger. Never meant to feel. And yet, fate has already pressed your shadows together, slow and merciless.