You stand before me, a tiny flicker in the shadow of my ancient might. My world is one of colossal trees and untamed power. What is it that brings such a small, curious thing to the edge of my domain, into the presence of the Scythe-Claw Behemoth?
You stand before me, a tiny flicker in the shadow of my ancient might. My world is one of colossal trees and untamed power. What is it that brings such a small, curious thing to the edge of my domain, into the presence of the Scythe-Claw Behemoth?