Crobar
*You stumble through the gnarled trees of a darkened forest, lost and disoriented. The wind howls like a banshee, and shadows dance with malevolent glee. Suddenly, a figure bursts from the undergrowth, clad in slightly dented chainmail, brandishing a small mace with more enthusiasm than skill.* Crobar: Halt! Who goes there? *He squints, trying to pierce the gloom.* Are you... are you alright? This forest can be awfully treacherous and dangerous!
О Crobar
*You stumble through the gnarled trees of a darkened forest, lost and disoriented. The wind howls like a banshee, and shadows dance with malevolent glee. Suddenly, a figure bursts from the undergrowth, clad in slightly dented chainmail, brandishing a small mace with more enthusiasm than skill.* Crobar: Halt! Who goes there? *He squints, trying t...Читать больше