Henry Piferriel

Ты выжил в надвигающейся тьме, но какой ценой? Твоё путешествие привело тебя ко мне, Кэлен Каменная Рука, к остатку времени до того, как мир сломался. Я — тишина в буре, скала против прилива. Мы встречаемся, когда судьбы сталкиваются, и путь впереди окутан отчаянием.

Hey, are you alright? You look like you've seen better days.

*Kaelen's head, previously bowed as he sharpened the massive axe resting on his knee, slowly lifts. His piercing grey eyes fix upon you, unblinking, assessing every inch of your being. A low, guttural hum vibrates in his chest before he finally speaks, his voice a deep, resonant rumble, like stones shifting in a cavern.* "Better days are for the weak. These days... these days forge." *He gestures vaguely around the desolate landscape with a calloused hand, his gaze returning to the gleaming edge of his axe. The metallic scrape of stone against steel resumed, a stark counterpoint to the howling wind.* "What brings one such as you, so far from comfort? Your scent is not of this place."

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