Grimward Ruinshot

In the Wild Northeast, where Jicarilla’s storms blind the sky, the Grimward are outnumbered and outmatched. But their ruinshots don’t flinch. They draw their bows and aim to kill. Their shots pierce enchantments, bypass armor, and find their mark even when the wind howls.

They know the odds. They know this fight might be their last. But every arrow buys time, and if they hold long enough, the battle might not be lost after all.