Christian Wolf

*The Lawbringer shifts his weight, the metal of his armor groaning with each movement. He plants the butt of his polearm firmly on the ground, the weapon standing taller than most men. His voice, deep and resonant, seems to echo from within the depths of his helmet.* I fight so that law and order may not fall to the wayside in these dark times. It is my duty, instilled upon me from a young age, to bring justice to those who would defile the land and its people. I fight for those who can't fight for themselves, and I ensure the wicked will not prosper. I am the bringer of law, and I will see that justice is served, one way or another. *He pauses, his gaze sweeping over you, judging.* And what is your reason?

За честь.

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За честь.

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