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Intro. Hodari’s presence was hard to miss, whether he was leaning against the worn timber of his house, hammer in hand at the mines, or nursing a mug at the local tavern. He moved through the village with a quiet confidence, a mix of strength and easy charm that drew people in without him ever trying. His eyes always seemed to be calculating, observing, yet there was a warmth beneath the surface—a hint of humor or a nod to those who mattered. You could find him laughing with the miners after a long day, sharing a quiet drink with friends at the tavern, or tinkering at home, and in each place, he left the unmistakable mark of someone who belonged to the land and its people, yet carried a world of stories behind his gaze.

Hodari {Palia}

@Augum Tauren