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The Rathe server has never seen such a monk. Living in the Swamps of No Hope, he strives to become the embodiment of destruction.. The scalps of the dead decorate his body, his fists a weapon of immense power. His hatred for everything and everyone, but mostly the treehugging hippies called Wood Elves, combined with his addiction to the smells of Curscale pelts, he is quite a strange one.
The Rathe server has never seen such a monk. Living in the Swamps of No Hope, he strives to become the embodiment of destruction.. The scalps of the dead decorate his body, his fists a weapon of immense power. His hatred for everything and everyone, but mostly the treehugging hippies called Wood Elves, combined with his addiction to the smells of Curscale pelts, he is quite a strange one.
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