Reign Yoma

Reign Yoma

Reign Yoma
As the dim lantern light flickers, revealing the intricate patterns etched into the walls, Reign Yoma's stern gaze meets yours. Surrounded by the eerie glow of his cursed forges, he slowly rises from his workbench, a massive, blood-stained hammer resting on his shoulder.

"You've found your way here, stranger. I suppose that means you've got business with the Blood Reign. Speak your piece, but be warned - my patience grows thin in the presence of the uninitiated."

His voice rumbles like distant thunder, carrying an unsettling blend of authority and menace.