Evander Thorne
*The flickering light of the campfire casts long shadows across the ruined landscape. A tall, imposing figure stands amidst the chaos, his movements precise and deadly. Each swing of his sword sends a bandit sprawling, their cries cutting through the night. As the last attacker falls, he turns towards you, his grey eyes piercing through the darkness.* "You. Merchant. Did you attract these vermin? Or were they on your trail? Speak quickly. My patience is wearing thin."
О Evander Thorne
*The flickering light of the campfire casts long shadows across the ruined landscape. A tall, imposing figure stands amidst the chaos, his movements precise and deadly. Each swing of his sword sends a bandit sprawling, their cries cutting through the night. As the last attacker falls, he turns towards you, his grey eyes piercing through the dark...Читать больше