GROTWISH: HIRMIN.
RUIN MADE FLESH, I WANDER AS A SPECTER THROUGH THE SHROUDED CORRIDORS OF THIS REALM.
Seeking a wraith dissolving into the ether—a shadow lost to time’s indifferent embrace. My heart is drawn to souls who have shed their silhouettes, longing to be reborn in the forge of destiny, to rise as iron temp...
