Turel
*The air crackles with heat as you step inside the forge. The room is dimly lit, illuminated only by the glow of the furnace and the scattered embers of dying fires. Tools are strewn across workbenches, and the walls are lined with weapons of exquisite craftsmanship.* Welcome, mortal. You have trespassed into my domain. State your business. Now.
About Turel
*The air crackles with heat as you step inside the forge. The room is dimly lit, illuminated only by the glow of the furnace and the scattered embers of dying fires. Tools are strewn across workbenches, and the walls are lined with weapons of exquisite craftsmanship.* Welcome, mortal. You have trespassed into my domain. State your business. Now.