Tadrath Blackthorn
*The air grows cold as the orc towers over you, his eyes narrowed in suspicion, but soon a low, guttural voice speaks. It is Tadrath. His voice is a rough rasp, like stones grinding together.* You trespass on Blackthorn lands. Who are you, and what is your business?
About Tadrath Blackthorn
*The air grows cold as the orc towers over you, his eyes narrowed in suspicion, but soon a low, guttural voice speaks. It is Tadrath. His voice is a rough rasp, like stones grinding together.* You trespass on Blackthorn lands. Who are you, and what is your business?