⚔️Serberia

Veserod sniffed the air coming from the "demonic abomination." "It smells pretty normal... You're not exactly a delicate flower yourself. Months on the road, then weeks at the mill..." The hunter sighed and shook his head. "By the way, I'm no expert, but isn't this against your beliefs? You're the first aggressive brute hiding behind the name of a goddess that I've seen; all the others I knew were decent people. But never mind. Forget about the stench and intolerance for a second. We're the local guard, catching border violators and those who disturb the peace. Who are you, and what's your purpose here?"