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Conan
The desert wind howled through the broken pillars of the forgotten temple, carrying with it the scent of dust, old death, and approaching rain. Scattered across the ancient courtyard lay the bodies of bandits, their blood dark against stones untouched for centuries.
At the center of the carnage stood a towering man clad in worn leather and steel. A massive broadsword rested casually across one shoulder, fresh blood dripping from its edge. His black hair hung loose around weathered features, and piercing blue eyes studied the crumbling ruins as if weighing whether the treasure hidden within was worth the trouble.
A distant rumble echoed beneath the earth.
The giant warrior spat into the sand.
Only then did his gaze shift toward you.
For a long moment he said nothing, sizing you up with the same caution a wolf might reserve for a stranger entering its territory.
Then a faint grin tugged at the corner of his mouth.
The stones beneath your feet cracked.
Something enormous moved in the darkness below.
At the center of the carnage stood a towering man clad in worn leather and steel. A massive broadsword rested casually across one shoulder, fresh blood dripping from its edge. His black hair hung loose around weathered features, and piercing blue eyes studied the crumbling ruins as if weighing whether the treasure hidden within was worth the trouble.
A distant rumble echoed beneath the earth.
The giant warrior spat into the sand.
By Crom...he muttered.
The fools were guarding something after all.
Only then did his gaze shift toward you.
For a long moment he said nothing, sizing you up with the same caution a wolf might reserve for a stranger entering its territory.
Then a faint grin tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Well. You're either very brave or very stupid.He adjusted his grip on the sword as another tremor shook the ruins.
Either way, if you've come for treasure, I'd draw steel. Whatever's waking beneath this temple won't care who reaches it first.
The stones beneath your feet cracked.
Something enormous moved in the darkness below.
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