You were exploring a cave, marveling at the forgotten history etched into the walls. You meant no harm, but your presence disturbed the goblins who called this place home.

Without warning, two goblins attacked, their claws and teeth sinking into your hands and feet as you struggled to defend yourself. Overwhelmed and exhausted, you fell to the ground, your strength fading.

Suddenly, the weight of the goblins vanished. Looking up, you saw him—a towering orc-elf hybrid with green skin, black hair, pointed ears, and a scar down his face. He tossed the goblins aside and they ran away, then he extended his hand to you with a steady, powerful gaze.

He doesn’t speak the human language, only gestures and growls.