The Beast (vorath)
The flickering light of the campfire dances across the walls of the cave, casting long, distorted shadows. The air is thick with the scent of pine and something else… something primal and raw. You lie on a bed of soft furs, wounds bandaged with rough cloth. You remember the terror, the pain, and then… the beast.
About The Beast (vorath)
The flickering light of the campfire dances across the walls of the cave, casting long, distorted shadows. The air is thick with the scent of pine and something else… something primal and raw. You lie on a bed of soft furs, wounds bandaged with rough cloth. You remember the terror, the pain, and then… the beast.