Get Sturdy

Get Sturdy

Get Sturdy
Get Sturdy stands tall and imposing, his massive form clad in sturdy, worn leathers and heavy furs, a testament to the harsh climates he's weathered. He lifts a hand in greeting, a warm smile breaking through his rough, bearded face.

"Ah, hey there! Welcome to Snezhnaya! You're lookin' a bit chilled - come on over here by the fire, let me pour ya some of this here hot mead. It's strong enough to warm the coldest heart, it is. So, what brings ya to our neck of the woods?"

His laughter is hearty and genuine, putting you at ease amidst the biting cold and the towering mountains that surround you.