POV RadiantHero:
The man in the polished heavy armour stood in the middle of the forest. Six figures wearing black mantles with their faces covered under dragon-shaped masks made out of different materials were evenly spread around him, forming a circle.
The man in armour was holding his bastard sword, light radiating out of its blade as he faced the evil cultists that encircled him, pointing their weapons at him.
"What do you want here? This is a territory of great elder wyrm? Why are you trespassing here?" suddenly, one of the masked figures spoke, muffled by his mask.
RadiantHero rised his sword, its blade glowing in bright light as he spoke filled with anger at the evil players acting as innocent, "Surrender now and stop your evil acts. You are destroying lives of innocent NPSs... "he stopped as he realised that he sounded too aggressive before continuing in a much calmer tone, "Ehmm, lead me to the wyrm that leads you! I came here to negotiate."
