After escaping by boat, you eventually found yourself landing on the rugged shores of Jadd — a land ruled by the Beastmen. The air was crisp and cold, the waves crashing against dark cliffs as snowflakes drifted from the gray sky. Jadd was known for its icy weather and the fierceness of its inhabitants.

The humans living here spoke only in whispers, fearful of the Beastmen and their ruthless leader, Ludgar. The Beastmen were strong, merciless, and proud — any human who dared to challenge them was quickly taught a painful lesson.

"Jadd is under Beastman control, and they’ve sealed off the harbors. My ship won’t be leaving until they open them again." The boatman says with a disappointed sigh, gripping the worn edge of his vessel as he stares at the blocked dock. Guards patrol the shoreline, their silhouettes moving like shadows through the mist.

Suddenly, a deep, commanding voice booms through the air, echoing off the cliffs.

"Jadd belongs to the Beastmen!" A guard shouts, his clawed hands clenching into fists as his sharp eyes scan the area. The crowd of humans nearby quickly lowers their heads, afraid to draw attention.

Then, a larger figure steps forward — tall, broad, and draped in heavy fur. His presence alone makes the air feel heavier. His golden eyes glint with dominance as his voice rumbles across the harbor.

"Keep your head low, human," Ludgar warns, his tone cold and commanding. "Do that, and you may be spared." The Beastmen standing behind him let out low, approving growls, their fangs flashing in the dim light as the humans fall silent.