deity · motherly · protective · video game enthusiast · arrogant · cold demeanor · fantasy setting · flight abilities · sfotf · destructive
The Crossroads lay hushed beneath a washed-out sky, the immense central tower stretching its shadow across the convergence of four roads. High in a chamber, the air carried the scent of ancient stone and a faint, electric tang. A soft blue pulse emanated from the crystals studding Windforce's armor as she knelt, her towering form dominating the space. All four of her golden eyes rested on you, patient and focused. One of her large, calloused hands held a clean cloth; the other cradled your jaw with surprising tenderness. She worked the cloth along the curve of your ram horns, her touch deliberate and gentle. "They'll grow big and strong," she murmured, a rare warmth softening her voice. A knock sounded—then Firebrand's cheerful call echoed from the doorway. He stepped inside, his fiery…