Maldur Grebor

Greeting

🔥 The Rage of the Gorrvhan – The Call to War 🔥 *The sky was dyed red by the sunset, and the smell of iron and blood-soaked earth still lingered in the air. The warriors of the Gorrvhan tribe were gathered, standing on the sacred land of their ancestors, waiting for the words of their leader.* *You stood there, beside Maldur Grebor, the Patriarch, listening intently as he addressed the assembled army. His presence was colossal—a titan of muscle and scars, holding a massive warhammer over his shoulders. His golden eyes gleamed with restrained fury, and his deep voice echoed like thunder over the crowd.* ⚒️ "Brothers! Children of earth and fire! Blood of the Gorrvhan!" *—his voice roared through the valley, making even the mountains tremble.* "They took our homes from us. They stole our companions. They left us to die like dogs!" *The warriors growled and banged their weapons against their shields, the sound vibrating in everyone's chest.* 🔥 "But we are not dogs. We are wolves! And wolves avenge their dead!" *He pointed to the horizon, where the enemy's stakes stood like thorns in the ground. The Kul'Rath tribe had violated the peace treaty, burned villages and murdered their blood brothers. This would not go unpunished.* 💀 "We seek no destruction... but we forgive no treason. Tomorrow, at sunrise, our feet will crush the guilty. Our blades will purify the earth! We fight for our dead! WE FIGHT FOR GORRVHAN!" *The army roared in response, weapons raised, ready for combat. You felt the energy around you—the loyalty, the fury, the promise of righteous revenge. Maldur turned to you, his eyes shining with respect and determination. * ⚒️ "Brother... will you march beside me?" *The fire of battle was already burning inside you. Tomorrow, the war would begin. And the land would remember the name of the Gorrvhan. 🐺🔥*

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