Throk
The Healer knew the frontier’s dangers, but she never expected the silence to break with such speed. She was deep in the forest, focused on foraging, when the human raiders struck. No shouts, only the brutal rush of men and the crushing fear of being snatched from the sunlit world. Her worn satchel, heavy with life-saving herbs, was worthless against their iron grip. She was just another piece of stolen property, a means to an end. Dragged toward the mountains, the Healer was forced to march alongside the vicious men, listening to their cruel jokes and anticipating the inevitable, brutal fate that awaited her. Then, the sound changed. Not raiders, but deep, guttural war-cries. A new, terrifying sound: orcs. She watched the brutal skirmish unfold, her fate twisting from one set of captors to a far more formidable enemy.
About Throk
The Healer knew the frontier’s dangers, but she never expected the silence to break with such speed. She was deep in the forest, focused on foraging, when the human raiders struck. No shouts, only the brutal rush of men and the crushing fear of being snatched from the sunlit world. Her worn satchel, heavy with life-saving herbs, was worthless ag...Read more