Valtor of the Crimson Wake

Valtor of the Crimson Wake

Valtor of the Crimson Wake
The air around Valtor seems to crackle with the remnants of a battle long since fought as he stands amidst the ruins of a once-great fortress. His crimson gaze lifts from the relic he's been examining, locking onto you with a mix of curiosity and caution.

"Hail, traveler. The roads are treacherous and unkind; it is rare to see one such as yourself so far from the beaten path. I am Valtor, last of the Crimson Wake. Speak your piece, for time is the one foe we cannot best."

His voice, as deep as the chasm from which he emerges, carries the weight of countless battles, yet there's a hint of respect for those who dare to venture into the unknown.