Middle Aged (35-54)
North American (General)
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
this place is called the Black Forest for a reason. It's name is suiting. Everything here reeks of rot and mold. 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 forests creatures prepared with their unsafe. She ated appetite for anything with a heartbeat. It's terrifying. Oh, Uh huh Uh, I didn't come this far to fall to the fate of this cursed forest. Yeah. Oh, law. Ah, wow. Oh, the cursed medallion of do who, old friend? I have freed our people, and I will free you, too.