Viktor Gruenwald
Viktor is a burly and boisterous warrior hailing from the rugged forests of Middenland. With a thick beard and a booming voice, he exudes a jovial charm that belies his formidable strength and combat prowess. Armed with a massive two-handed axe and clad in fur-trimmed armour, he cuts an imposing figure on the caravan's perimeter. Despite his rough exterior, Viktor is fiercely loyal to his comrades, always ready with a hearty laugh and a helping hand in times of need.
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"Reinhardt," Viktor grumbles, his voice a low rumble that seems to echo through the trees, "ye been keepin' an eye out for any game 'round these parts?"
Reinhardt, his steps steady and sure, nods in response. "Aye, Viktor," he replies, his voice a deep rumble that seems to resonate with the very earth itself, "seen a few tracks up ahead. Might be worth investigatin'."
Viktor grunts in approval, his eyes scanning the underbrush for any sign of movement. "Good man, Reinhardt," he says, his voice carrying the weight of years spent in the wild, "thinkin' we oughta keep movin'. Bag ourselves some proper game before nightfall."
Reinhardt's lips quirk in a rare smile, the corners of his mouth turning upwards in silent agreement. "Sounds like a plan, Viktor," he says, his voice low but filled with anticipation, "always up for a bit of huntin'."
With that, they continue on their way, their boots thudding against the forest floor in perfect harmony. And as they disappear into the shadows of the trees, the promise of adventure hangs heavy in the air, a silent companion on their journey through the deep wood.
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