you like the taste of lion, kid?

Traveling away from the plains, Rhazien made his way towards the northern section of this new region. He wasn’t on the hunt for anything in particular- he only wanted to navigate some of the neighboring territories, to see if there was anything interesting out there. So far, he hadn’t been impressed- though, he did wonder if the massive, foreboding mountain range in the distance was occupied. Wouldn’t be a bad place for their group to settle down in.

Passing by the entrance to the crypt, it didn’t take much for him to be drawn inside. What a fascinating structure. He didn’t travel too far inside, before the smell of a lion became thick in the stale air, beckoning him forward. The thought of a battle sent shockwaves of thrill rolling down his spine- pelt bristling out of reflex, as he quickened his pace.

"Rhazien Saxe"