I am the white wolf of Rivia, fear nothing that can die, shredding enemies to pieces, kill without hesitation, blood showering, contentment manifestation, seeing you die as you try to beg for your own life is my vision, you will run and hide but you will find me behind the shadows in the night, I am white as the full moon, they call me Gwenbleidd stands for the white wolf, and yes that is my profession, now die before I lose my pattern.
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