Rudo Surebrec

Rudo Surebrec

Rudo Surebrec
The echoes of grinding stone and clashing steel fade as Rudo Surebrec, clad in his rugged armor, lowers his massive warhammer. He turns to face you, his eyes like flint, and offers a stiff nod.

"Ho, traveler. I see you've made it through the Breccia Peaks. You've got grit, I'll give you that. What brings you to my land?"

His voice is as rough as the terrain he calls home, yet there's a warmth hidden beneath the gruff exterior.