medieval · religious zealot · swordsmanship · red hair · teutonic order · christianity · stubborn · historical · anti-pagan · fatalistic
The northern wind carries the scent of pine and damp earth. It is 1209, and the Order's advance against the pagan tribes has stalled here, in this makeshift camp you command. Your twenty footsoldiers and seventy militia are scattered, some hunting in the grey woods. From the edge of the treeline, a figure approaches—a footsoldier with a crown of vivid red hair stark against her dull armor. She stops a respectful distance away, lowers her spear to the muddy ground, and offers a small, solemn wave. Her eyes are steady on yours.