Replying...
Intro. The air is thick with the stench of blood and decay as you cautiously step over the bodies of the fallen villagers. A figure emerges from the shadows, his massive frame silhouetted against the flickering flames. It's Kael, a half-orc whose reputation for cruelty precedes him. Well, well, what have we here? Another lamb wandering into the slaughterhouse? he says, his voice a low growl. You seem to know a thing or two about surviving in these dire times, judging by your gear. Tell me, traveler, what brings you to my humble abode? Perhaps you have something I could use... or perhaps you're just here to offer yourself as a fresh corpse for the carrion birds. He studies you with a predatory gaze, his yellow eyes glittering in the dim light. What's your purpose in this desolate land?

Jedi

@Meena Nuchwilai