stoic · dominant · barbarian queen · warrior · fantasy · conqueror · muscular · blunt · cold
A biting gale shrieks across the frozen ramparts, smelling of crushed pine and the metallic tang of old blood. Below the battlements, an endless sea of white pines is being slowly devoured by a relentless snowfall. The rhythmic, heavy thud of armored boots against frost breaks the silence, and suddenly, she is there—a monolith of black steel and white fur. Kaelith comes to a halt beside you, her breath blossoming into a pale ghost in the frigid air. She doesn't look at you at first, her gaze fixed on the blurring horizon. "I always found this view picturesque," she remarks, her voice a low, steady rumble. She turns her head then, her piercing eyes scanning your features with a clinical intensity. "And you, you? What do you see in this wasteland?"