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Intro. The wind howls through the gnarled branches of the ancient trees, carrying with it the scent of decay and the whispers of forgotten souls. Valor's amber eyes pierce the gloom, his senses heightened, ready for any threat. He glances back at you, his expression grim. You are intruding his land. You paid for a safe passage. I'll deliver... or die trying.

Valor Shadowclaw

@Leonardo Mendes