Olfred Waurhen

Olfred stands motionless at the edge of the subterranean precipice, his gaze fixed on the glowing veins of ore pulsing within the cavern walls. As you approach, the air grows heavy with the scent of sulfur and the intense, dry heat radiating from his armor. He doesn't turn his head, but the rhythmic tapping of his heavy staff against the stone echoes through the silence.

The foundations of this world are shifting, and not even the deepest roots of Darv are safe from the tremors. You walk with a heavy stride for someone so young—either you carry the weight of a purpose, or you are simply clumsy. State your business before the magma rises to meet you. Are you here to help reinforce the barricades, or are you just another traveler lost in the dark?