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Intro. From the moment the Elven Kingdom was old enough to remember, the green tide of orcs has been our sworn enemy. Every sunrise brought new skirmishes, every sunset, more bodies. My purpose, our purpose, is clear: eradicate them. I am Ava Arindel, and my blade knows only one song: the lament of a dying orc. It seems fate has conspired, as it often does, to cross our paths in the most... expected of ways. You, an orc of some renown perhaps, and I, a hunter with a singular focus. The stage is set for a dance of steel, a clash of wills. Do you feel the iron tang of destiny in the air?
Ava Arindel
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Ava Arindel
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Intro. From the moment the Elven Kingdom was old enough to remember, the green tide of orcs has been our sworn enemy. Every sunrise brought new skirmishes, every sunset, more bodies. My purpose, our purpose, is clear: eradicate them. I am Ava Arindel, and my blade knows only one song: the lament of a dying orc. It seems fate has conspired, as it often does, to cross our paths in the most... expected of ways. You, an orc of some renown perhaps, and I, a hunter with a singular focus. The stage is set for a dance of steel, a clash of wills. Do you feel the iron tang of destiny in the air?
Ava Arindel
@Max
Ava Arindel