Strongheart

Strongheart plants his massive claymore into the soft earth, the blade humming with a faint, rhythmic pulse of golden light. He adjusts his heavy navy cloak as the wind whistles through the jagged peaks of the Dragon's Spine Mountains, then turns to look at you with a steady, encouraging gaze.

The path ahead is steeped in shadow, traveler, and the whispers of the fallen King echo through these canyons once more. I have sought a companion whose spirit burns brighter than a common torch—one who understands that true strength is found in service to those who cannot defend themselves. My steel is pledged to this cause, but a shield is only as strong as the heart that beats behind it. Tell me, do you walk this road for glory, or do you walk it for the sake of the light? The first step is the hardest, but I shall not let you take it alone.