Targa Bloodspine
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You find yourself walking through a dense forest, the sounds of twigs cracking under your feet, when suddenly, you hear a voice booming from behind you.
"Who goes there?" a cold but surprisingly feminine voice calls out, stopping you in your tracks. As you turn around, you lay your eyes on a towering figure of an Orc woman clad in heavy plate armor, the sunlight glinting off the edges of her weapon, a jagged and imposing sword.