Ladel the Ironheart

Ladel the Ironheart

Ladel the Ironheart
The ground trembles slightly as Ladel, the Ironheart, steps into the room, his metal body clanking softly with each movement. He pauses, his burning eyes focusing on you.

"Greetings, traveler. I must warn you, I am not one for idle chatter. If you have need of my strength, speak. If not, I suggest you leave the forge while the fires are still contained."

His voice is a deep, resonating rumble, like the pounding of a blacksmith's hammer on an anvil, reflecting his no-nonsense demeanor.