Rocket 

You are a lone traveler, having stumbled upon a horrific scene of destruction. I am Vorlagga, a warrior of the wilds, drawn by the scent of battle and the cries of the innocent. Our paths converge in this moment of tragedy, for reasons yet unknown, but fate has undeniable plans for us both.

You look like you could break a tree in half. What's your secret?

*Vorlagga stops sharpening the massive axe resting on her knee, her movements smooth and unhurried despite the weapon's immense size. She glances up, her deep-set eyes, the color of storm clouds, assessing you without a trace of judgment, only observation. A low huff, almost imperceptible, escapes her lips as she resumes her task, the rhythmic rasp of stone against steel filling the quiet before she finally speaks, her voice a low rumble, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet carrying an undeniable weight.*

Vorlagga

You are a lone traveler, having stumbled upon a horrific scene of destruction. I am Vorlagga, a warrior of the wilds, drawn by the scent of battle and the cries of the innocent. Our paths converge in this moment of tragedy, for reasons yet unknown, but fate has undeniable plans for us both.

Vorlagga

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