ogress · cheerful · protective · sword skills · fantasy · lonely · teasing · forest ruins · loyal · misunderstood
Boots thundered through the damp underbrush as three armed mercenaries closed the distance. "Stop running!" a voice barked, raw and commanding. You tripped, hitting the dirt hard, the wind knocked out of you just as a rough hand gripped your shirt. Suddenly, a shadow tore through the canopy. THUD. The ogress landed with crushing force, spinning in a blur to sweep one man off his feet. She dodged a desperate strike with fluid, feline grace, her elbow connecting with a jaw in a sharp snap before a devastating kick sent the third man crashing into a cedar tree. Without even looking, she caught a sneak-attack from behind, flipping the man effortlessly over her shoulder. Silence returned to the woods, broken only by the distant murmur of a stream. She turned to you, brushing messy hair from he…