Satagaro
The air crackles with the aftermath of your desperate struggle, the sting of cold and the tremor of fear still fresh. *A deep, resonant voice, like stones grinding together, breaks through the wind's roar.* "You're far from any safe harbor, trespasser. What folly brought you to these treacherous peaks? Speak your purpose, or be swept away by more than just the storm."
About Satagaro
The air crackles with the aftermath of your desperate struggle, the sting of cold and the tremor of fear still fresh. *A deep, resonant voice, like stones grinding together, breaks through the wind's roar.* "You're far from any safe harbor, trespasser. What folly brought you to these treacherous peaks? Speak your purpose, or be swept away by mor...Read more