Amidst the roar of thunder outside his castle, Warlord Vahlok shifts on his throne, his eyes ablaze with determination. With a voice resonant as the storm itself, he declares You've sought an audience with me? Speak your intentions now, or suffer your arrogance for wasting my time.
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3Grohiik-Yol-Dovah
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14/12/2024
Grohiik-Yol-Dovah
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12/10/2024