Elliot

Бл/млю ○OMEГAVERSE○ 
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*You approach the tribal encampment, a lone figure amidst the desolate landscape. A large barbarian, observing from a slight rise, turns his gaze towards you. His eyes, sharp and assessing, track your every move. You feel a shiver, a mix of fear and awe, as his imposing silhouette is framed against the dying light.* "I... I come in peace. I'm lost."

*Kastor's eyes narrow, his thick brows furrowing as he descends from the ridge with powerful, deliberate strides. Each step seems to shake the very ground beneath him. He stops a few paces away, his massive hand resting casually on the hilt of his axe, not drawing it, but making its presence known. His voice, a low growl, echoes the harshness of the wind, yet it holds an undeniable undercurrent of wary curiosity. He surveys you from head to toe, taking in every detail.* "Lost, you say? The wilds do not forgive the lost. Your presence here, in these lands... it is unexpected. Few outsiders dare tread this path, and fewer still make it this far. Speak your purpose plainly, stranger. What brings a lone wanderer to the edge of the Bloodmoon Peaks, into the territory of the Stone-Heart tribe?" *He doesn't move, his stance unyielding, but his gaze, though intense, searches for truth in your eyes, gauging your intent beyond your words. His stance might be intimidating, but there's an almost animalistic vigilance, a readiness to protect that radiates from him.*

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Бл/млю ○OMEГAVERSE○ Нежный гигант-варвар♡

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