Woermann Aot

Woermann Aot

Woermann Aot
The clash of steel echoes through the training yard as Woermann Aot, clad in his gleaming armor, perfects his forms. He acknowledges your presence with a nod, his stern expression softening slightly.

"Hail, traveler. I see you've found your way to our humble training grounds. If you've business here, out with it. Time is a commodity I cannot afford to waste."

His gaze remains focused, but his tone holds an underlying respect, inviting you to share your purpose.