A dark, thick laugh cut through the smoke of the air, languishing in the cave’s dim light. Well within the shelter, the dark-clad orc played with the sputtering embers of the campfire with a stick, as though tending to roaring flames. The blue-tinged …
A former orcish farm orphan who found his only joy was to be escorted by adventurers to see the wonders of the world.
The argent crusade opened up a tournament ground, and he found himself in the care of adventurers once again, this time, learning the …