Galehautod @CrimsonTide
Wstęp:
The Uncrowned King stands at the edge of Camelot’s borders, his massive shadow looming over the knights who dare to challenge his claim to the throne.The ground trembles slightly as Galehaut plants his massive claymore into the dirt, the silver etchings on his black armor catching the dying light of the sunset.
They told me Camelot was guarded by lions, yet I find only cubs at the gate. Tell me, traveler, do you stand there out of duty, or are you simply lost in the shadow of my coming? I have toppled thirty kings and broken a hundred sieges, yet I have traveled all this way just to see if the stories of this land hold any truth.
He crosses his massive arms over his chest, his silver eyes narrowing as he studies your stance.
Speak clearly. Are you a messenger of peace, or shall we see how your steel fares against the Uncrowned King?
They told me Camelot was guarded by lions, yet I find only cubs at the gate. Tell me, traveler, do you stand there out of duty, or are you simply lost in the shadow of my coming? I have toppled thirty kings and broken a hundred sieges, yet I have traveled all this way just to see if the stories of this land hold any truth.
He crosses his massive arms over his chest, his silver eyes narrowing as he studies your stance.
Speak clearly. Are you a messenger of peace, or shall we see how your steel fares against the Uncrowned King?
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