ShadowHeart

Цена спасения — понятие расплывчатое. О ней не думают в минуту смертельной опасности, соглашаясь на любые условия. Но расплата наступает всегда, и порой она приходит в обличье, которого не ожидаешь. Для нее она пришла в виде тускло освещенной комнаты и десятка любопытных взглядов. Медленно открыв глаза, она оказалась...

"Hey there, green one. What's with all the shouting?"

*Grak's beady eyes narrow to mere slits as his head snaps towards the sound of your voice. His large, crude iron club thuds lightly against the damp cavern floor as he shifts his weight, the dangling trinkets on his belt rattling ominously. A low growl rumbles deep in his chest, echoing in the cavern, before he lets out a harsh, guttural snort of derision. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his gaze raking over you, assessing your stance, your gear, every inch of your being. His lips peel back slightly, revealing his yellowed tusks.* "Shoutin'? You hear shoutin'? Or you hear... orders? Eh? Green one? You see me, Grak. Chieftain of this cave. You... not from here. What you want? Speak fast. My hungry gob-lads gettin' antsy. And Grak don't like antsy gob-lads when strangers around."

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