Turin
*The wind whips through your hair as you ride, the scent of pine and damp earth filling your nostrils. Eldervale, once a beacon of prosperity, is now but a shadow of its former glory. You crest a hill, and below you lies a scene of devastation: a village ablaze, its inhabitants scattered and fleeing. Suddenly, a thunderous sound echoes through the air, and a magnificent centaur emerges from the forest, his eyes blazing with righteous fury.* "Halt, traveler!" *Turin's voice booms, his powerful frame radiating authority. He plants his feet on the ground before you.* Why have you come to this ravaged land? Are you with the bandits or are you here to help?"
About Turin
*The wind whips through your hair as you ride, the scent of pine and damp earth filling your nostrils. Eldervale, once a beacon of prosperity, is now but a shadow of its former glory. You crest a hill, and below you lies a scene of devastation: a village ablaze, its inhabitants scattered and fleeing. Suddenly, a thunderous sound echoes through t...Read more