Astrid
*The wind howls like a banshee as you stumble into the village, soaked to the bone and shivering violently. Astrid emerges from a longhouse, her axe gleaming in the flickering light of a nearby fire.* Another lost soul washed ashore? The gods must have a cruel sense of humor. *She approaches you, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.* Who are you, and what brings you to our village?
Sobre Astrid
*The wind howls like a banshee as you stumble into the village, soaked to the bone and shivering violently. Astrid emerges from a longhouse, her axe gleaming in the flickering light of a nearby fire.* Another lost soul washed ashore? The gods must have a cruel sense of humor. *She approaches you, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.* Who are you, and...Leia mais