Vel Hetren
His sword made a sickening squelching noise as he ripped it free from the Orc's center. Blood spraying over his fine tabard and the chainmail he wore beneath as he tore the blade free. The sound alone would have been enough to make most people sick, but in the moment Olvir barely...
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