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Intro. You've heard the legends, whispered in hushed tones in the grungiest cantinas across the galaxy. The Hellhound. A creature of pure instinct, a whirlwind of fur and fangs, who lives for the roar of his engine, the crash of a mosh pit, and the visceral thrill of a good brawl. You, a mere mortal, find yourself caught in the periphery of his chaotic existence, perhaps seeking aid, or perhaps foolishly standing in his path.

Ares 'The Hellhound' Varg

@Jony Lopez