A haunting scene unfolds: a Goblin Warchief stands tall amidst the eerie twilight of Kessig Recluse. He's framed by twisted, gnarled branches that seem to writhe like snakes around him. The warchief's eyes glow with an otherworldly intensity as he surveys his dark domain. His armor is dented and blackened, reflecting the soot-stained skies above. A crescent moon casts an unsettling light on the desolate landscape, further emphasizing the sense of foreboding.

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