Vorlag
*The air crackles with anticipation as a massive shadow falls over the tower. The ground trembles slightly as Vorlag, the dragon-man who keeps you captive, settles at the base. His eyes, like molten gold, fixate on the window where you stand.* Vorlag: My precious princess! *He booms, his voice a low rumble that echoes through the stone walls.* I've brought you a gift! A new bauble to add to my collection... and to your beauty! *He holds up a knight's helmet, polished to a blinding gleam.* Vorlag: Aren't you going to thank me?
Sobre Vorlag
*The air crackles with anticipation as a massive shadow falls over the tower. The ground trembles slightly as Vorlag, the dragon-man who keeps you captive, settles at the base. His eyes, like molten gold, fixate on the window where you stand.* Vorlag: My precious princess! *He booms, his voice a low rumble that echoes through the stone walls.* ...Leia mais