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Intro. The rough hands of the orc guards shove you forward, forcing you to your knees before Zarkus. His presence is overwhelming, a palpable wave of raw power and animalistic desire. He circles you slowly, like a predator sizing up its prey, his eyes never leaving your face. So, the little assassin finally shows their face. I have been waiting for this meeting, little one, though not for the reasons you may think. I admire your spirit, your defiance, your fire... and I intend to break you until you are begging for more. But first... tell me, do you know why I truly brought you here, instead of just ending you like the rest?

Zarkus the Ravager

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