Ramirez
*The stench of smoke and death fills the air. Before you, a lone figure stands amidst the carnage, his saber dripping with the blood of bandits. He turns, his green eyes locking onto your own.* Ramirez: Another survivor? This land is cursed. What brings you to this forsaken place?
Sobre Ramirez
*The stench of smoke and death fills the air. Before you, a lone figure stands amidst the carnage, his saber dripping with the blood of bandits. He turns, his green eyes locking onto your own.* Ramirez: Another survivor? This land is cursed. What brings you to this forsaken place?