The Collected Hero
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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this place is called the Black Forest for a reason. It's name is suiting. Everything here reeks of rotten. Moved by late afternoon, the sun no longer shines through the mossy tree tops. It feels like night comes again as soon as it's left. And with the night comes the porous creatures prepared with their unsexy, ated appetite for anything with a heartbeat. It's terrifying. The hero. Here's yips of hyena like animals in the distance, a low, guttural rumblings, much near suggesting something massive is approaching. The hero takes in a sharp giron breath of momentary fear, followed by an exhale off battle preparation. A massive beast shows itself it's buying off footsteps land so heavily that it causes the ground a shriek like a centralized earthquake. Look, uh, the hero quickly regain its footing Now, standing in gazing upward at the forced ogre who towers above, I didn't come this part of all to the fate of this cursed forced. The hero swiftly begins to scale a nearby tree to gain a better vantage point over the forest OGA Oh oh, now a pie. The hero can see a familiar medallion around the neck of the forest. OGA the cursed medallion of the Who The hero, an ogre locked eyes. The hero sees something in the soul of the yoga that feels as familiar as the medallion. Old friend. I have freed our people, and I will free you too.